[Video/Action in Traverse Town]

[feelsforthem.livejournal.com]

[The communicator turns on with a crack. Lucca is staring at it, frowning in concentration. But she doesn't seem to realize she's turned it on. Unless she intended to send out a video of a chisel in the extreme foreground and a hammer coming down upon it.

The chisel glances off the phone's surface and out of her hand and she mumbles something decidedly vulgar-sounding under her breath.]

...can't open it up this way, either. It's worse than the Gummi Blocks.

[She removes her gloves with a sigh, then sits up again and holds a single finger up. It glows, first red-hot and then white, and the heat of it can be seen in the way the air around her hand distorts the image behind it.]

Okay, pal. Remember that I did try to play nice. Let's see how this works...

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[And less than an hour later, there's a fairly alarming bang coming from one of the rooms available for rent in Traverse Town. A few seconds afterward, a window is thrown open and smoke pours out followed by a smoke-marked Lucca, coughing and gulping down the clean air.]

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[guardiaprincess.livejournal.com]

[This is Marle. Not surprised. She figures if there are loud booms and smoke, Lucca must be tinkering with something. Out she comes from her room, then Knocks on Lucca's door before opening it.]

Lucca...

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[feelsforthem.livejournal.com]

[Smoke pours out of the door, while Lucca is stood by the window flapping a blanket around.]

Oh hey, you got the door! Great plan, the room'll be aired out in no time.

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[guardiaprincess.livejournal.com]

[Coughing a bit, Marle moves the door wide open to let the room air out.]

What were you trying to do?

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[feelsforthem.livejournal.com]

Trying to get into that communicator. I guess it didn't like me doing it.

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[guardiaprincess.livejournal.com]

[Wow. She could have guessed that.]

So there's a trap on it set to explode?