Good for What Ails You [Hollow Bastion, Open, Incomplete]

[seventhcrown]

(On The Last Episode of "Twilight of Our Lives")Feeling that things were out of her hands right now, Kairi turned the other way as they came in the castle gates. "I'll go get him some soup..." she muttered to Aladdin's back

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[madkefka]

Having left Aladdin at the door, Kefka had walked into the infirmary and simply sat down on one of the beds, not bothing to inform anyone - if such people were even there - of his presance. And so he lay, thinking over his last encouter with the Shell, his mind running over and over the ending of their private meeting, with that odd behavior that Kefka fell into around him. Perhaps there was a connection there to something. All he had to do was find the right key that would spark the right logical leap to the answer...

Then Kairi entered. Kefka looked up from the bed he was lying in, a little surprised to see her. More than a little, actually. He had fully expected her to book it out of there and go chat up dress making with the Princesses. The sight of her, however, only gave rise to that horrible stabbing sensation that seemed to pulse with his heart.

Despite the pain, he chose his words carefully. "Thank you very much my'lady. But if you don't mind, please don't come much closer." His voice sounded tired, even though he tried to keep that out. His odd musicality was strained, not quite reaching its lilting quality. He gestured to a table opposite Kairi, indicating that that would be an appropriate spot to lay the soup.

"I believe our dear friend was feeling manly and overprotective for god knows what reason, and most certainly didn't approve of me teaching you magic. Said it was too dangerous, or something like that. So i think he went and did something rather rash."

He leaned back, heaving a long sigh as he looked at the ceiling. "And i wish i had a clue how he did it," he breathed.