0012; Accidental Voice; New Body, Few Powers, Some Panic And Rage
[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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Naminé? Hey, what -
[But he doesn't recognize his voice. Oh snap.]
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[He can't hear anything. The whispers of magic are all so faint and so faint and he can't feel any magic and he can feel some magic inside him but it's all wrong and his head feels like it's going to fly off like a balloon and and and]
[and even if his voice is all wrong then why why why is he goddesses, where are you]
Shut up!
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Nami, it's me, Zack! Who else would you be?
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[He runs nails over Namine's face again, making the cheek scratches wider.]
You're Paine, you're Paine, stop talking like that cactushead soldierboy, I'm not, I'm not--I'm Kefka, I'm Cefca, I'm Sir Kefka Palazzo, what's wrong with my body--?!
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-hey, there's someone on this? wonder how it works...
Oh, are you okay? Are you hurt? I can help!
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[Another laughsob. A small elbow brushes over the screen; Kefka has curled up on the bed. He is not dealing with this right now. He wants to wake up. He wants the experiment to be over.]
Can you find me? Ahahaha....
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hmm...usually there was a chocobo involved but...
[He picks up the device again, this time the correct way around, and gives an enormous grin that might be adorable were he a seven year old girl. since he is not, it's toothy and threatening and gives the impression that he's decided on what he's having for dinner.]
Sure can! I know all about finding things! I used to know someone who could find things even when they were in other people's pockets!
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His own body.
His own--]
I don't know where I am. I don't know who I am. Try the hotel...
[He covers his mouth, feeling ill at his weakness. At everything. Everthing feels so wrong.]
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