An old abandoned cabin stood just outside Kefka's town limit. However, the house was no longer abandoned. A small candle light flickered through a crack in the curtains. Inside were two humans.

The first, was smaller than his companion. Short red hair, and strange green eyes that gave you a feel of warmth looking into them.

The other was taller, more muscular, and scarred from head to toe. He was also missing an eye.

The smaller stood up and looked out the window. "I'm going for some lunch, want any?" He looked back at his friend. The other gave him a grim stare. "Right... eat what you kill... Fine, I'll be back soon. If a Viera shows up, tell her I'll return shortly"
He left the room without another word.

(ooc: For gods sake Zac don't leave me a hanging)

The smaller Human returned after a few hours. He dropped a bag on the table and took out some rice and chicken. He looked at the other, "You sure? Chicken and Rice is pretty good Folgrim"

Folgrim face twitched with a angry look.

"Alright alright, I'll enjoy my food on my own..."

Before much more time had elapsed, a viera seemed to materialize between them, "Alright, before either of you even say Hi, I'm going to warn you in advance not to touch me because this particular area is crawling with my snipers. Deal? Deal."

She lit a cigarette, "What do you want, Crono?"

During Fube's speech Folgrim was about to jump her when Crono called out "FOLGRIM"

Crono grabbed his chair and jumped in the air and turned himself right around. "My friend and I want to Join your clan. Also can I borrow a small ship and Sagax for a day or two?"

Crono thought for a moment then spoke again. "And Hi Fube. I'm surprised that you even arrived. Usually it would take more convincing than saying I'm Crono... seeing as how I sorta "Died" and all. Kinda sad that your brother didn't notice it was me. Oh well, he will know once he finds that 2000 Gil I left him"

Folgrim shuffled and walked out the door.

"Oh by the way his name is Folgrim"

"I don't care what his name is. Why should I trust you, zombie?"

"Way off. Yes that is the question. Why should you trust me? Because you know I am more dependable than Raze is. I bet you haven't seen him for a while either eh?" Crono said.

"Yes, but the only way in which a deadman is trustworthy is that he tells no tales."

"Fine. You know I was an Illusionist before the Wishmaster crashed. Well I created an illusion of myself and T-....." Crono bit his lip for a moment.

"... Taner dieing. Soon after we got attacked by Sand Pirates. Taner was killed and I was seriously wounded. I was found unconscious by a monk. He tended to me for months. When I was healed he taught me how to fight as a Balance Wielder."

He looked out the window. "I saw the WishMaster off the coast of Spira. Sagax was the designer of that ship. And hes the best engineer I know, and if he knew something was salvageable then it's worth something. I just want to strip the ship of anything that could be used as a weapon. And, as a bonus, I'll give it all to you. If we can get the Pulse Cannon that'll give you some serious fire power."

"This is not to offend you, but my wife's rifle is more powerful than your Pulse Cannon." Fube took a long draw off the cig. "... I will make you a deal, Timeboy. Find me a box of grid squares and I'll think about helping you."

Crono's expression went blank and emotionless. "Geeze Fube a simple no would suffice"

"Very well. No, you cannot join us."

She vanished in flames, "The dead have no place among the living!"

Crono grumbled then yelled. "I'M NOT DEAD. I WAS NEVER DEAD"

Crono sighed. "Figured that wouldn't work... fine..."

He looked at the ceiling. "Folgrim and I are very good at Guerrilla Hit-and-Run tactics. If you hire us you can send us on impossible missions which will surely get us killed. That and You won't have to pay us."

"If you're that eager to help, we DO post missions with the Clan Centre, at times.

"Fine, I'll give ya a shout if were interested"

"Excellent. Pleasure to do business, and I'm sorry about my unpleasantness. I'm having a hell of a day."

"It's fine. I had a bad one yesterday"

"A shame. Go to Corneria, actually, I will meet you at the hospital. I might have a task for you afterall."

"Alright I'll see you there"