[After a brief moment of silence, what had appeared to be a pile of brightly colored leaves rustles a bit, and a rather eccentric looking fellow sits up looking rather dazed. He says nothing, but looks around, taking in his surroundings with a meticulous and appraising eye.]
[Inner thoughts (Not audible)]Well, this certainly isn't what I expected
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E-excuse me miss, um... where might we... wait... Terra!? Little Terra!?
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You!
[So much for hoping that he would never arrive.]
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Of course it's me, li'l Terra, it's your uncle Kefka of course~!
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[Yeah, not believing Kefka. She backs away, in a defensive stance and not letting him leave her sight. If he approaches -at all- he'll get a Firaga for his trouble.]
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But, Terra... we're family! Don't you remember? I'm your uncle Kefka! I helped Emperor Gesthal raise you, dear!
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[If only he could. Logic is starting to take a back seat to fury, and Terra's not sure she can hold back her Esper side from manifesting for long, or if she even wants to. But the others have to be warned....]
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Still, I would never do anything like that to you, my darling Terra...
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[Terra's transformation is swift, brought on by rage. What was a green-haired and frightened/angry young woman is now a glowing Esper who's gaze is far more feral. She kicks off from the ground, readying that Firaga spell.]
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Terra! Please, calm down! You'll hurt yourself!
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Terra! Listen to me! I'm your friend! Your uncle Kefka! I changed your diapers for crying out loud! I would never hurt you!
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Stop pretending! I won't believe you!
[She soars higher into the air.]
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