[The screen opens up to a clear view of Kuja's face, squinting at the screen. Something has obviously happened, since he's not looking like his carefully-groomed self: there's bags under his eyes, his makeup is absent, his hair isn't styled, and there's distinct silver stubble on his face. He really let himself go.
The view shifts then blurs,
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[He just stares. For once, it wasn't said mockingly, but just as an observation.]
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S'why I use it.
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Let's do something.
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Whatever.
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DUDE! YOU MEAN YOU'RE A GUY?!
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Wouldn't... be the first to be surprised.
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Were you dumped?
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Dumped from life, dumped from time, dumped from hand to hand....
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Go away.
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[Kuja fumbles for a moment before locking it to Firion.]
I don't wanna talk about it.
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...Kuja.
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Come to gloat?
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[Truth.]
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[He really doesn't have the energy to deal with Zidane.]
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[Kuja almost killed him; Kefka is allowed to snark.]
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...What?
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[Laying it out like butter on bread.]
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Guess that's your magic, then. I'm just.... meticulous.
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