[The first sound readily apparent this morning--early, but not so early as the usual for this one--is the journal being whacked, a plastic thudthudthud. The second is the sobs--the laughter?--the sobs of a small girl and then there are more thuds, flesh against wall, against floor, against wood, the clatter of pencils being violently rolled to the
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Namine? Namine, are you well?
[Whoa? Why does Ramza’s voice sound so high pitched today?]
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[There's a minute of sobbed silence, and then video snaps on with a fumble. There is a wide-eyed, blue-eyed stare; don't mind the tear marks or the scratches under the eyes, four long lines branching down each cheek.]
Yuffie. Yuffie. You're.
[Kefka doesn't think he's ever been so glad to hear her.]
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Have you forgotten my name already, Namine? [Looking completely befuddled, Ramza is struggling to find the right words to say.]
'Tis I, Ramza. We have met before, but only briefly.
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[His face transforms into a snarl as, shoulders shaking, she brings the screen closer.]
Stop joking around!
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[Goodness, this girl is a little viscous in the morning...]
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[And then she pauses as her eyes narrow, focusing on the reflection in the screen.
And then she screams, dropping the journal so that all it sees is the ceiling.]
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She must be feeling un-HUH!?
[Guess who just looked down and realized he had 'breasts' now.]
WHAT IN THE NAME OF IVALICE HAPPENED TO ME!?
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[Kefka slaps his fist onto the screen, glaring down at it.]
You! Whever you are! Shut up and calm down!
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I have every right to be mourning the loss of both my dignity and my manhood!
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[Rage works. Rage is better than panic. And Ramza deserves it.]
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Y-you foul mouthed fiend! Do not even jest so idly about such things!
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[SNARL]
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I knew you wasn't Namine as soon as you opened your trap! Tell me, who are you and why have you stolen her body.
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[RAAAGE]
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[RAGE!]
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[RAAAAAAAAGE]
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