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A Harlequin & a Heartless

Dec 19, 2010 17:17

Characters: Kefka & Lexaeus
Where & When: Wonderland, Afternoon
Rating & Why: PG-13, maybe fantasy violence? Maybe?
Summary: I think I forgot how this joke goes, but what does the God of Magic says to the Nobody at the park?

( Wonderland may NEVER be the same, folks~ )

lexaeus, kefka palazzo

Comments 3

artof_war December 20 2010, 01:02:15 UTC

If there's one thing Lexaeus appreciates about Wonderland, it's the relative quiet. There is an advantage to living in the smallest of the districts, he supposes. While he does try to spread out to test the other areas, he inevitably finds himself back at Wonderland; both to compare and simply to take some time to himself.

At least he's "enjoyed" it while it's lasted, if the loud complaint nearby is any indication. With the snow cleared away from the spot he's chosen, Lexaeus stirs slightly. The faint glow around him, a side-effect when he connects with the earth, remains when he cracks open an eye. Disconnected as he is at the moment, his brain isn't quite processing just what he's seeing. It's likely he wouldn't care anyway.

"They tend to congregate near bright colors," he notes, although it's said almost half to himself, an out loud thought. It's obvious why they haven't flocked to him yet- Outside of his black Organization coat, he has stuck to tans and dark greens.

madlydancing December 20 2010, 01:50:11 UTC

Peace and tranquility was tossed out the nearest window when Kefka appeared. There's nothing remotely tranquil or peaceful about the colorfully dressed mage, especially since he hates those synonyms with a passion. Still trying rid himself of the pixie dust, Kefka noticed he had several more pixies floating around him.

"Shoo! Bug off!" He yelled as he started to frantically wave his arms around. Why are these stupid creatures so fond of bright colors? He's not a flower! "Get away from me!" While he's definitely not afraid of pixies and fairies, Kefka doesn't want these little buggers lounging on him.

"Ugh, this place is for the birds!" Kefka sighed dramatically. "Too many elves, fairies, and other nuisances here. How can anyone stomach this?"

Gack, sorry for the wait! I got hit with brain block. orz artof_war December 24 2010, 22:34:57 UTC

The only answer to that would sound sarcastic, at least with Lexaeus' often deadpan way of speaking. Pulling out of his connection, he stands up. The glow fades as he tugs back on his gloves. Frowning, he looks over-

...Well, a brightly colored clown isn't quite what he had been expecting. It's also not that particularly strange, when he thinks about it, simply a minor surprise.

"If you know magic, I recommend that to chase them off," he offers simply.