a modern concussion
Kefka
05-08-2021, 07:01 PM
She would lose her grip quickly on the man and immediately moved to put herself between the man and her father. Kefka was regaining his footing and placed a paw in front of her to stop her from engaging any more. Mephistopheles didn't deserve to be known as a bad uncle, even after the silly heat of their battle. Kefka put Relm in line beside him, getting her to sit with an equal submission. He never really taught her that he was the big boss, but Relm made it easy for him to control her. She was quite the daddy's girl, she wanted nothing more to impress him. "Relm." Kefka spoke as his gaze came back to his brother, he settled down to a seat as well. "As you suggest, she is mine. This is your Uncle." His eyes glanced quick to Relm and back to Meph, giving him a joking grin, knowing he had already put those obvious things together. Relm barely knew what a sibling was, let alone an Uncle. She remained silent though. He would quickly turn back to his statement just before though, claiming he had been busy in their time apart. "I have been busy. Agria is dead. I killed her." He didn't hold any remorse for the brutal statement, but his exaggeration joker grin wasn't present anymore as he stated. Still, he didn't think to expect any kind of sad or hurtful feeling from his brother. Even while he had just gotten his frustrations out on Kefka. Relm perked up to look up at her father at the mention of Agria's name. She knew Agria as her mother, but she didn't know her as Kefka's. Not that she would understand the wrong doing of any of that. Kefka however did not want to admit that Relm was also Agria's daughter. It wasn't something he was entirely proud of, but he did become a loving father out of it. |
