a modern concussion

*Kefka* · 01-31-2021, 03:52 PM

Who's gonna stand up, who's gonna fight?
Who's gonna break these chains and lies?
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All of Mephistopheles' hurt and broken emotions had gone completely over Kefka's head. Kefka simply thought that the tears he saw through his brother's eyes were tears of joy. And though Kefka was just as thrilled as he thought Meph was, he couldn't relate right in this moment. He was incredibly over joyed, but if the two were able to sit down and talk about the course of the last few years, then Kefka's true emotions would have probably come more clear and open.

Even as Meph said his name, he still wouldn't see the fire of his emotions. Though it was still that of a harsh and hurt tone, Kefka still believed it was the thought they that had been reunited rather than the loss of their parents or the loss of their childhoods. Just as Kefka couldn't read Meph's true feelings like the back of his hand, Kefka should have been hard to read on Meph's side as well. Kefka as a grown and mature man now was a criminal jokester, and if the two had grown up together like they were supposed to, Meph would have been able to read him that way. But it seemed that life was cruel to them, and if Kefka knew why his brother felt this way, he would have nothing to say other than it was Agria's fault, and she was dead now. Could Mephistopheles even have a closure or an understanding by Kefka's word or the thought their mother was dead? That Kefka had certainly taken out his frustration and fury he felt on her? The thought that Kefka would never see Kaine again, and Meph would never see Agria again, it was a mix up that the two would yet be aware of and surely an emotional discovery when the time came.

Kefka would come to a complete surprise, oblivious to Meph's intentions as he leapt forward and sought to attack him. He would only brace for impact as his legs straightened and his entire body tightened. His eyes shut tight for a few seconds as he took Meph up on his offer of a bear hug, and just as his natural attitude, still wouldn't take his attack seriously no matter how serious Meph would try to show. "I didn't think you'd be this happy to see me." Through a coo on his clown face, he wouldn't show any real harsh feelings towards his brother, yet, at least. Meph would attempt to put Kefka on the ground, but which ever way he hoped to put Kefka, the pink brute would instead crumble under the weight on his front half, keeping his hind quarters still up in a stretch best he could. With Meph's open jaw, he would come down to meet Kefka's right ear down to the skull if he kept on with his blood lust.

"You don't want to chat Meph? I suppose that's fine with me." The pressure of his brother's similar body was only a bit overwhelming, and Kefka didn't often find himself under his opponents. So as a counter, he would attempt to push the front out his skull into Meph's center chest, pushing on to get his muzzle between his front legs and attempt to grab the inside of Meph's left foreleg around the front and back of the leg through his jaws. He'd risk the damage to his ear and head, but the quicker he stalemated Meph, the quicker they could have an actual conversation.

Walk "Talk" Think

Kefka Abraxas vs Mephistopheles for Playdate
Round 1/2
(If you want 3 rounds for more emotions that's fine with me ;3)
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Beginner Hunter
Specialty: N/A

OOC: Me and Virgil have agreed to no time limit!

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