[ naturally, living in his second whole new world, he was doing the exact same things he did to get used to living in the last one: reading. voraciously. maybe he didn't need the five volumes of fiction on the top of the stack, but--
books go tumbling into the air. and stay in the air, with a slight glow around them. Kuja makes a disgusted noise, setting aside the part of the pile that didn't fall, getting ready to start picking them u...
... He'd... be... that age now, huh? ]
...That is my name.
[ how the hell do you remember him, you were four. ]
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GOD I AM SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY
Date: 2023-05-13 11:51 pm (UTC)books go tumbling into the air. and stay in the air, with a slight glow around them. Kuja makes a disgusted noise, setting aside the part of the pile that didn't fall, getting ready to start picking them u...
...
He'd... be... that age now, huh? ]
...That is my name.
[ how the hell do you remember him, you were four. ]