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IC INBOX - Austice
Kuja has a phone as of December 16th! He got sick and the thanatophobia won lmao <3. Feel free to contact him by text, voice, or video now-- he's terrible at answering his phone right when it rings, though. He tends to leave it sitting around, and sometimes even leaves it at home.
Kuja can very easily be found around town. He kind of sticks out, what with the height (the official height chart says 7'1" but I nerfed him to 6'7") and the habit of floating around places.
He has a habit of perching atop buildings, so a good place to look is Up.
If you want to hit him up at home, that's cool too!! I have a comment below describing his.. abode.
Kuja can very easily be found around town. He kind of sticks out, what with the height (the official height chart says 7'1" but I nerfed him to 6'7") and the habit of floating around places.
He has a habit of perching atop buildings, so a good place to look is Up.
If you want to hit him up at home, that's cool too!! I have a comment below describing his.. abode.
Feel free to talk to him!!
(why does it look like the town is on fire behind him? ....don't worry about it.)
cw suicidality in brackets but . That's sort of been here from the start
[ the hand that's flown up to Kuja's mouth to cover it, a vain effort hold back what's already been said, is a clear sign he sees right where he's been led. ]
Enough. You're right.
...I couldn't... I didn't want it enough.
[ from the moment he'd looked down at that humble altar, everyone's tributes to the people they missed... from the moment he started pouring everything he had into something he could feel wasn't working...
collapsing time and space to a singular point wasn't exactly something you could do without putting your whole chest into it. and he hadn't been.
then there was a point where it stopped being "we're all going down together." ]
...realized that a little late, of course. Could have spared myself a good amount of trouble. [ When he says 'trouble,' he taps a certain spot on the gem-- the newest crack, made the day he'd Trnaced. He doesn't trust his hands, especially right after fumbling a plate, so he's just... going to lay his gem down on the table. He'll wrap it up properly later. ]
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... You scared me. I don't wanna fight you...
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Except he's not cold, imperious Kuja. This is the man who'd nearly blew a spell up in his face when he saw Vivi faint.
His hands flex uselessly once, twice-- oh, hell. There's a crying child clinging to his leg that he doesn't want to see sad, and Kuja can't deny even he knows a remedy for that.
He hoverhands over Vivi before he sets a hand gingerly on his back. ]
...I'm done, Vivi. No more schemes to bring down countries. No more... Memoria. I won't be giving you more reasons to.
[ Then,
While at first it seems like Kuja might be trying to dislodge him, he's actually--
Came down more to Vivi's level, so he can hug him back.
...
He has no idea what he's doing, for the record. He doesn't really know what to do with his hands. But Kuja is notably soft and warm, which are two qualities in his favor as a hugger. His fuffy tail knows better how to circle around someone comfortingly than he does. ]
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Once he's down at Vivi's level, the boy more than makes up for Kuja's hesitance by instantly tossing his arms around Kuja's shoulders and hiding his face once more.
This really isn't something he ever expected to do. Not ever. Not even when accepting that Zidane wanted to save Kuja. He never imagined it getting to this point.
Part of him wants to ask Kuja to promise. Knows that Kuja is prone to saying things he doesn't mean and going back on it.
But he's learned part of giving someone a chance is taking a chance. Blind faith has gotten him this far. ]
... Okay.
[ No questions. No conditions. No skepticism. ]
I trust you.
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Kuja's bereft of things to say.
He's heard the words, but no one has ever offered that in earnesty, when they had the full measure of who he was. Like gauging a weather pattern, or dealing with a devil-- "well, Kuja's a liar and a cheat, so I'll plan around it."
No one here knew that better than Vivi. He'd shown Kuja his resolve, before, that he would act as his heart decreed, rather than his head, and that it was up to Kuja what would come of that.
This... was something utterly different from their previous arrangement.
The real measure that Kuja is serious is the lack of further assurances, promises, or even explaining clinically how he himself would explicitly benefit from not going back on his word. He's just... quiet. Calculating, maybe, he never stops calculating--
( Kuja actually isn't even thinking about what this can mean for him, going forward. How he can use this. His usual aloof attitude as an observer astride each moment rather than inside it has been dissolved by the feeling of a surprisingly fierce display of...
"Love?" That was... certainly the word Vivi had used. )
...
He feels a little twitchy, because he really really isn't used to pure, friendly embraces at all, especially one this long. Vivi can feel him fidget. Words, finally, are soon to follow. ]
I wondered-- That is...
You're... alright, after...?
I mean that-- [ lmao he sounds SO stilted saying this. ] I, ah... I saw it when you collapsed. [ He can't help but think Vivi's delicate, slapped twice now with the sight of him turned out like a light. ]
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I'm okay. Andy just didn't know that I'm made of magic, so...
[ that power turn off ability really sucks for him! At least it hadn't proven deadly to him ]
Are you..? The memories we saw weren't... very fun.
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...I wouldn't know precisely what you saw, appointed outside the rift as I was, but whatever it was, it is... certainly, solidly in the past.
[ says local man who has never gotten over anything in his life.
there's wary curiosity in his voice, though. ]