[She pauses... cause this is awkward. The last thing she remembers is a blinding light... coming from the Primarch. And yet, here he is. She sucks it up, her normal tone coming back.]
[Hope pauses at this, trying to think of what to say that won't be... well, redundant at this point. Since talking to Jihl and Barthandelus is like talking to a steel-reinforced brick wall. :|]
No one has a choice when it comes to the gods. I'm guessing you're with Chaos.
[Because please oh please by the will of the Maker don't let her somehow be put on his side. He will flip.]
[Oh, you don't know the half of it. Kefka just leans back away from the crystal, making it very obvious that he's just floating in midair, as if it were nothing.]
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[Said perhaps a little harshly, bu~t he's not exactly happy with some recent arrivals to this place. Jihl included.]
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So you've been dragged into this too, General? How... unfortunate.
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Since long before you arrived. ...The question is: what will you do while you are here? Will you obey Chaos like a sheep?
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My agenda is mine alone.
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[Amused Dysley is amused.]
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Just a small side project, your Excellency.
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What are you doing here.
[Notice how this isn't a question, Jihl.]
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So they'll bring anyone here.
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No one has a choice when it comes to the gods. I'm guessing you're with Chaos.
[Because please oh please by the will of the Maker don't let her somehow be put on his side. He will flip.]
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Fodder? You're mistaken.
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Am I? Tell me then. What makes you so special~?
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