Twelfth Act // [Accidental Video] - It's better to say goodbye to your sweet liquored lips

[featherdrequiem]

 [The feed seems to begin with Kuja very sloppily going through his wardrobe, throwing various articles of clothing from it onto the bed or the floor. He doesn't seem to be paying attention to what he's doing. All that he'd bought in Paris is in his room, especially his new collections of corsets and various expensive fashions. Looking behind Kuja

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[In Person]

[f_i_r_e_starter]

[Mamimi leans in enough for the lens of her camera to poke around the door. After observing for a few minutes she begins to take pictures]

[In Person] /oh you dirty perv Mamimi XP

[featherdrequiem]

[He doesn't notice her there.]

All this pain, begins to feel like pleasure with more tears..
You'd make a sea a desert..

[He drains the glass and sets it down on the bedside table and collapses back on his bed. Brows drawn as he throws his arm over his face.]

I can't help it if I'm just a fool..

[In Person] Your pain fascinates her. :|

[f_i_r_e_starter]

[She might just have to creep in for a closer look]

[In Person] Weirdo. XP

[featherdrequiem]

[Hearing the footsteps he jolts up and stares at the girl. Brows raised. She looked familiar but he wasn't really in a right frame of mind to register it.]

What are you doing in here?

[In Person] Pretty much :Db

[f_i_r_e_starter]

[Mamimi bows apologetically. He might remember her better in that position anyway]

You're upset.

[That's all she says]

[In Person] *facepaaalm*

[featherdrequiem]

[It stirs memories within him, but he can't bring himself to remember much, not in his current inebriated state.]

Well now, someone's observant.

[In Person] Awww, don't worry Kuja-sama it'll be okay

[f_i_r_e_starter]

Why?

[She'll start subtly (or Mamimi's version of subtly) poke around your room now]

[In Person] XD;; let him lament

[featherdrequiem]

I was promised eternity, but my creator lied. I remember before I returned here I was about to die.

[He watches her closely, making sure that if she were to go near anything he didn't want her to then he'd use his magic to move her.]

[In Person]

[f_i_r_e_starter]

Everyone dies, purple haired-san.

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem]

I am not supposed to, I am supposed to be immortal.

[In Person]

[f_i_r_e_starter]

Why are you special?

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem]

Because I am an artificially created Angel of Death. I was created to destroy and bring world's end so my homeworld might live.

[In Person]

[f_i_r_e_starter]

Angel of Death...?

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem]

I am to encourage war amongst those of the Mist Continent, death, destruction and annihilation.

[Though he doesn't look all that proud of it.]

[In Person]

[f_i_r_e_starter]

Did you do it?

[A strange bit of intrigue is leaking into her voice. Admiration, almost]

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem]

No, I was interrupted.

[He doesn't seem to acknowledge that awe.]

Instead of destroying the planet what if I could instead rule it? That way I would be recognised for what I am..