Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach

*Kefka* · 09-29-2020, 12:47 PM

She had a point. The moon was as glittery as her, but still Kefka couldn't imagine the she was born through darkness and evil as he was. Not that he really had a choice, or perhaps it was the upbringing Agria strung him through and his resentment of her taking him away from the empire. What she didn't know is that she made him worse. Kaine could have handled him much better or if anything led his intentions in a better direction. And yet his growing feeling of power and superiority continued to fester through the unknown death of his father.

He wouldn't reply as Lurid took off into a trot, their massive paws almost mimicking each other in their strides and he still couldn't help but think it was a dance they were continuing. Instead of focusing on her beauty or heat he focused more on the path she was choosing and what laid ahead and under his paws. And to his surprise he'd be interrupted by her hips and rump in a thud against his chest. He took just a step back, his head shook to the impact. But she would be greeted by a friendly coo as he raised his gaze to hers, "Now that's not fair," He shook his head as if to tsk, "Though I guess I could believe you aren't a phantom that resides in the catacombs. Guess I'll have to risk leaving then." Though he wouldn't turn to leave or anything, it was just a joke to say that once he exited the animal grave she might just waste away into the walls. He knew though that she was in fact real, but still in awe by her behavior. And disappointment to her vanishing could be heard through his voice.

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