Terra: Terra looked up at him from her resting place against a tree, still recovering from her violent expenditure of her magic.
“I’m not,” she moaned, closing her eyes and willing him away. A dream, it must be a dream. He always came at her like this in her nightmares. “You’re not real.”
Kefka: Grinning, he walked up to her, lazily swaying from side to side. Coming to rest near her, he slapped her in the face. “Did that feel real to you, monster?” He asked with a snide chuckle, “I confirmed four, there could be more of them… and one a child as well. You’re a pleasant little butcher aren’t you?”
“Why, of course they don’t easily equal to zero, you naive chimp,” a smirk was placed on the woman’s face as she flipped her hair arrogantly, once again. “To calculate is to analyze. In order to analyze, there are factors to be considered. Different tactics lead to different endings.”
The woman inhaled before continuing, “I was simply saying that the accomplishments you have happened to commit to in life worth nothing but a cost of living your life once again… In the Reaper’s Game.”
“But why analyze them? Shouldn’t we spend time living life instead of analyzing it?”
Terra shifted her weight, her posture becoming more defensive, and she gave the woman a wary look. Something about what she was saying didn’t sit well. “What is the Reaper’s Game? The name doesn’t sound pleasant.”
Konishi was… Unimpressed by the girl’s answer to her question. Eyeing the girl once more, the woman then flipped her hair.
“Why, yes… Do you not know what they are? It is the analysis of the things you have accomplished in life and the such. Times when you felt that you have committed to your best but they mean nothing but a zero when evaluated.”
Terra frowned. While she certainly didn’t see her experiences and accomplishments as worthless, she had the feeling that arguing that point with this woman would be pointless.
“If they all amount to zero, then what is there to calculate?” she asked instead.
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Looking intently at the girl with her cold grey-ish blue eyes, Konishi adjusted her glasses.
“Have you come to meet the result of the calculations made in your life?”
Terra looked at the woman curiously, intrigued by her simple clothing and odd statement.
“The…result of the calculations in my life?”
[ With and without the afro. ]
(Source: unknown-captain)
Terra wandered down the streets of Lindblum’s industrial district, keeping to the side and out of the way of passersby as she looked about helplessly for something to point her in the right direction. All she wanted was to find a store to restock her supplies, but the city seemed to have other ideas.
And stopped and leaned against a large planter. This was hopeless. She could still remember the path through the maze-like corridors of the Magtiek Facility, but she couldn’t even find her way through these winding streets. Then again, memory and natural sense of direction (or perhaps it was just luck) weren’t exactly the same thing.
Zidane was wondering through the industrial district, which was familiar to him, but no one truly recognized him. Due to his new form, they guys near him were wolf whistling as he passed, earning a kick in the face when Zidane learned who had done it.
She sighed and looked to her usual hang out in this area, though he didn’t want to go in. Knowing his usual hang out, he would be thrown out for his actions in there. He turned and saw an unfamiliar face. She wandered to her and waved, “You look lost, do you need help?”
Terra tilted her head to one side as she observed the young woman who’d approached her. Her clothing didn’t seem to be anything like what’d she’d seen in this city so far, but being a stranger to this place, Terra couldn’t really be sure the clothing was as odd as it looked.
Though…it did seem familiar, somehow. Where had she seen it before?
“I was just looking for a store,” Terra explained. “I’m just passing through, but I need supplies.”
Terra wandered down the streets of Lindblum’s industrial district, keeping to the side and out of the way of passersby as she looked about helplessly for something to point her in the right direction. All she wanted was to find a store to restock her supplies, but the city seemed to have other ideas.
And stopped and leaned against a large planter. This was hopeless. She could still remember the path through the maze-like corridors of the Magtiek Facility, but she couldn’t even find her way through these winding streets. Then again, memory and natural sense of direction (or perhaps it was just luck) weren’t exactly the same thing.
I had a stroke of genius earlier (at least I think so). If there was ever a live action version of Final Fantasy XIII…Chris Hemsworth would make a great Snow Villiers. He’s got the perfect kind of build/looks to play him. Whether anyone else agrees with me is a different matter entirely.
ooc; I may or may not have drawn Thor dressed as Snow so I may or may not agree with this whole heartedly :|
ooc; New icon, new theme, rearranged playlist. Surely all this refreshment will be good for me :3
//He pulls her in and picks her up in a powerful embrace// “I’m so glad to meet you Terra! I haven’t met anybody new in awhile and I love meeting new people and making them my favorite bestest friends! We’re going to have so much fun together I just know it!” //He swings her around a little in the hug, her legs dangling a foot or two off the ground//
“I’m glad—to meet you—too,” Terra grunted as she was tossed about, cringing at the sting of the ooze on her skin.
//He suddenly stops and stares into space as she falls out of his slimy grip// “Where do you come from? Do I know any of your friends?” //He tilts his head without looking down// :D
“Um…I don’t think you do…” She said, trying to discretely scrape the excretion from her arms. “I come from a place called Mobliz.”
