Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach

*Kefka* · 09-28-2020, 04:09 PM

If that's how she felt, Kefka wouldn't argue. He could tell this dame wasn't like other woman, or other women he had met. He knew Agria had a few screws loose but he could never imagine his mother as angelic as this. Angelic having a much different meaning to Kefka than others. Was it possible that calling the glimmering woman angelic would have been offensive to her?

He raised a brow and cocked his head to the side slightly as she mentioned being born from the dark. He observed her head to tail as if surprised by her remark. "You came from the dark?" A slight bit of sarcasm of course, "Well that seems a bit deceiving, doesn't it?" His body stepped back to face her more but she would begin to go off into the tunnels, a haunting laugh behind her.

He wouldn't really hesitate to follow behind, his body if even a foot away from her as they trailed along the catacombs. A deep inhale gave him a silent groan as he took in her intoxicating heat. It wasn't just the heat that got him though, it was her behavior. And little did he know that he was acting much as his father would have. Or rather, he was holding back his instinctual Kaine. "Damn, you are making me ache." He admitted with no shame, his clownish grin more a menacing sneer as he was teased by his adulterous urges. "Am I sure you are even real?"

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