#dvers.

from memeoria (tagged: memes.)

       “ ‘As long as I am present, it involves me’. . . My, how entitled. ”

He raised a hand and lifted his eyes towards the skies distantly, before continuing with his motions. His hand would then fall along with his gaze. Appearing sullen, the young mage turned to Golbez with his nose upturned.

Perched atop a high stone wall, the mage chuckled to himself, fingers just barely brushing soft pink lips. So determined was this sweet bluebird! Swiftly ducking, unleashing her fearsome talons. The most amusing part of this was how very unnecessary her fury was. Oh, but how could she know? She fluttered and flapped in the dark. Oblivious. And it was there that he would leave her. Because what kind of cold-hearted beast would CRUSH a young maiden’s expectations so completely?

Kefka had foiled his plans in the worst way he could have imagined and had left him blue. Though he'd figuratively thrown the last punch, it would not repair the damage dealt to his chances of helping Cosmos' warriors and more so, his younger brother. Furious, Kuja tried to vent his frustrations the best way he thought he could; by destroying things. He'd thrown his magic towards the rock face of a mountain, pummeling it with all the holy magic he could before eventually growing weary. After having ignored his surrounding until this moment, he felt the presence of another not far by. Turning to face him, Kuja saw the face of a stranger. How long he'd been standing there was beyond the silver haired man, but if he'd seen the entire display of frustrated yells and senseless aggression it wouldn't have given the stranger a good first impression.

He sighed deeply.

Look what we have here; it's Kefka's former puppet. It's been a while since he'd last seen her, she'd been released from that spell. What had become of her, he wondered.