[ Angel Devil. ] [ chatcube, or action. ] [ if you're visiting the rose barn, look for the door with the creepy bat-and-angel-wing sigil on it. Knock first! Or get zapped. ]
[ pauses, debating just showing him the recording. he clearly has something. he knows that Angie knows.
instead, he recites, with perfect intonation: ]
"That would be what I want more than anything. Pluck him up from those gods' grasp, and retreat to the first safe harbor to be found.
...Zidane still has... a life. Friends. A pretty princess to go home to. He has Gaia. And that kind-hearted fool's made friends in that trap we were pulled into. He'll want them to be saved, too. He'll even want that poor, suffering Goddess of Harmony to be saved.
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But you know, I AM very wicked. I could break my cute little baby brother's heart for his own good."
--f, fine! Those are just parameters to operate under! "Can't just break it, or you lose" -- that's a basic trap for protecting sensitive documents. I can work around that.
[ breathes in slowly through his nose. ]
...Kefka Palazzo cursed me! Honestly. No wonder I'm tripping around the pasture like an obvious drunk, that's the equivalent of a minotaur trying to weave an intricate bracelet.
takes the coin from the fountain, clutches it in a vice-grip, until a bead of water falls from between his fingers.
Back in the water it goes.
... In a gloomy place, in the depths of the Iifa Tree,
A boy with̸̬͆ ̸͎̈a̵̘͌ ̷̣̋ṃ̶̛ȏ̸͜n̴̙͗k̸̭͆e̷̥̍y̸͇͠'̵͈͐s̸͕̅ ̵̨̅t̸͇̓a̸̘̾i̴͈͋l̸̤͝ A black silhouette that seethes at the edges, sometimes with two sets of wings, sometimes with only one set from the head, sometimes a monkey's tail, sits at Angel Devil's side. You can tell just by looking at Memory-Angie, injured and more bedraggled than he ever lets anyone see him, that he's not going to make it.
Voice cut through with a strong rasp, Angel Devil grinds out,
"What are you doing here? I thought I told you to go." ]
If I get another misfire, I'm incinerating this entire stack...
[ he doesn't sound serious -- perhaps surprisingly. anyway, he tosses his coin, and... it doesn't misfire! it's kind of cute, actually. Akrinak rolls his eyes as it plays, but it's obvious that it's a fond memory. ]
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If I told you that 'Dove' let Kefka Palazzo place the curse on him, would you believe me?
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[ a beat. ]
Keep talking.
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[ pauses, debating just showing him the recording. he clearly has something. he knows that Angie knows.
instead, he recites, with perfect intonation: ]
"That would be what I want more than anything. Pluck him up from those gods' grasp, and retreat to the first safe harbor to be found.
...Zidane still has... a life. Friends. A pretty princess to go home to. He has Gaia. And that kind-hearted fool's made friends in that trap we were pulled into. He'll want them to be saved, too. He'll even want that poor, suffering Goddess of Harmony to be saved.
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But you know, I AM very wicked. I could break my cute little baby brother's heart for his own good."
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[ the picture does, as the angel sheep is mid- pouring his heart out.]
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There was no one there... but there was someone there... there was no one, but I feel so sure of it that right there, beside me, was...
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he perches on the fountain's edge, looking up at his friend. ]
The more I tell you, the more it'll hurt. ... And if you end up trying to dispel the curse yourself, you'll forget this conversation ever happened.
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[ breathes in slowly through his nose. ]
...Kefka Palazzo cursed me! Honestly. No wonder I'm tripping around the pasture like an obvious drunk, that's the equivalent of a minotaur trying to weave an intricate bracelet.
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"He didn't leave me when I was dying."
That's what Dove said.
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takes the coin from the fountain, clutches it in a vice-grip, until a bead of water falls from between his fingers.
Back in the water it goes.
...
In a gloomy place, in the depths of the Iifa Tree,
A boy w
ith̸̬͆ ̸͎̈a̵̘͌ ̷̣̋ṃ̶̛ȏ̸͜n̴̙͗k̸̭͆e̷̥̍y̸͇͠'̵͈͐s̸͕̅ ̵̨̅t̸͇̓a̸̘̾i̴͈͋l̸̤͝A black silhouette that seethes at the edges, sometimes with two sets of wings, sometimes with only one set from the head, sometimes a monkey's tail, sits at Angel Devil's side. You can tell just by looking at Memory-Angie, injured and more bedraggled than he ever lets anyone see him, that he's not going to make it.Voice cut through with a strong rasp, Angel Devil grinds out,
"What are you doing here? I thought I told you to go." ]
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Convenient, those things.
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Think I should tell Faith "thank you?"
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If you're not being sarcastic, then... maybe? Chances are she'll just say "I didn't do it for you".
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[ unspoken: it didn't stop you from chaining memories like this, you shameless monkey ]
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I've probably said this to you before, but I have no idea what to do about this in the moment. And, anyway...
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While I... do, have the strangest premonition I wouldn't be "happier..."
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Anything he did to me can't be anything good.
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Want a distraction?
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It's not like I have to hide with you, either.
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Sure. I could use one for a few reasons lately.
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[ he doesn't sound serious -- perhaps surprisingly. anyway, he tosses his coin, and... it doesn't misfire! it's kind of cute, actually. Akrinak rolls his eyes as it plays, but it's obvious that it's a fond memory. ]
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[ understands something the cat used to call him, a little more now.]
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[ almost looks like he wants to play it again, but doesn't. ]
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