[After fumbling around town in search for a white magedoctor, Kefka finally manages to work his SFC with just one hand. His right arm is in a sling, and his left leg is in a thick cast. Despite the bandages, only Kefka can manage to look so darn threatening still. He glowers into the screen of his SFC with such rage.]I hate you guys, I really do!
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It's scary.]
...A-Are you alright?
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...you hurt people, Mr. God. And you killed someone. And you made Selphie cry.
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[Hear that nervous laughter? The jester is a little unsure what to say about those allegations.]
Well, I...I never intended to hurt anyone other than Locke. You see, he and I are enemies.
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[Now he's got his attention. He frowns and shakes his head.]
But he was Selphie's friend. She said he helped her and was nice to her.
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[Kefka stares at the boy with such an unreadable stare.]
I'm supposed to be dead, Raenef. In my world, he killed me.
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[He smiled at Raenef, as he curled his hand under his chin. This seems to be a typical habit for Kefka lately.]
I am a god after all. You saw what happened.
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[Oh, and he remembers everything. Especially the part when he thought Kefka was going to die.
...but it seems like he already did.]
S-So all this time.... you've been a... [gulp!] a ghost?
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[It's a moment, but he almost smiles. Almost. Until he remembers what Kefka said before about Selphie's friend.]
So why did Mr. Locke kill you...?
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I'm not telling~! It's not a good story!
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