merry chrysler

written in collaboration with Vesper / prototype_heart 

SETTING:
( INT. King's Mansion, Treno. An opulent hall with a high ceiling, leading on into a windowless study packed with eclectica. KUJA drapes himself into a plush armchair, a hand pressed over his eyes, and melts like he's been bearing the world on his shoulders. VIVI, the PROTOTYPE, slowly waddles in. Beat. KUJA slowly pulls his hand from over his face. )

( father son bonding moment )

KUJA, AWED:
“I’ll have that awful woman her army after all.”
KUJA
“...I can really do this. After all this time. After everything I’ve searched for… It’s all coming together at last.”
KUJA, PENSIVE:
“It’s been.. such a long time since he told me to destroy anything at all. I’ve got more leash than I know what to do with, but at any moment.. it feels like it’s going to pull taut into a noose.”

( It is something like a hug, as KUJA clutches VIVI - the doll he’d made to save himself - like a pillow. )

KUJA, TERRIFIED:

“..please, please let this be it. I don’t know what to do after you, little doll. I can’t do it all myself. I tried.”
KUJA
“He’ll always want more blood than my two hands could ever hold…”
KUJA, AFFECTIONATE:
“...but we’ll give him all that and more, won’t we?”