we've got trouble my friends

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

[There's a sound like something exploding and, of course, an explosion to go with it, and a door somewhere in the bursts open in a puff of flames, smoke, small rocks and magic.]

[And a little man. Can't forget him.]

[He's pretty small, only a couple inches taller than your average Sora, with long blonde be-ponytailed hair, clothing that looks like the children of a Victorian period dress and a clown costume, lots and lots of grime and cuts, and a briefcase.]

[And he's laughing. Can't forget that.]

Wohohohohoho! That was beautiful, excellent, wonderful! That's the way to finish things! That was so much fun ow.

[He picks himself up, dusting himself off and blowing a few strands of hair out of his face before lugging his briefcase up.] And now what? It looks like I need to explore! I'll find things out, and then...I'll destroy once more! Ahahahahaha!

[And he heads out to explore. And the door, and the remains of what was once Kefka's world on the other side, slowly vanish into the wall.]

[[SO. this Kefka is slightly AU in that (SPOILERS) while he was god, the Heartless showed up on FFVI world and distracted team good enough that, when the final boss battle came about, he won and then, as per the plan, destroyed the world. And then landed in the dressing room.))

Comments

[ultimacannon.livejournal.com]

Destroy?

[ YOU LOOK SUSPICIOUS, MISTER. ...but Terra will probably trust you anyway. ]

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

Destroy, ye--

[oh wait a person who can tell him things]

Where am I? I'm afraid I got lost on my way in here!

[ultimacannon.livejournal.com]

[ ...Aw well. This man must be new. ]

They call it the Dressing Room. It's a completely different world.

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

A dressing room? Is this place part of some opera house?

[That would explain this kid's clothing. Hm.]

Who're you?

[ultimacannon.livejournal.com]

Not exactly. I don't get why they call it a Dressing Room, but other than the closets, it's nothing like one.

[ A beat. ]

I'm Terra.

[nihiloexnihilo.livejournal.com]

[Guy in the helmet is watching you. He is not impressed.]

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

[Hey, helmet guy. Has that slight fuzzy glow of the highly magical, the languid pose of the highly arrogant, and the qualification of highly disposable. Kefka spins on one foot to turn and face him, his head cocking as he smiles at the newest guest.]

Enjoying the view?

[nihiloexnihilo.livejournal.com]

[man, you've got girl stuff all over your face. did you know that?]

Not particularly, but the purple lipstick is a nice touch.

[hint: vanitas is being sarcastic.]

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

[You say that like Kefka minds being called womanly.]

It's scarlet. Get your helmet checked!

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

Woooow.

[You are some kind of colorful, mister! And now have the full attention of a little girl.]

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

[Target practice! Or information! Or a hostage! How wonderful, useful, glorious!]

Do you like it?

[He dusts off his ridiculous pants and preens, always one to enjoy genuine admiration.]

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[she laughs and claps, because yes, yes she does, very much!]

Yeah! Is that your costume?

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

Yes! My favorite of the favoritest of things to wear!

[The wonderful thing about children is how easily they learn things. It's like teaching babies to take candy from each other!]

Perhaps I will paint this place nice and red like my shirt! Would you like that?

[shadowedxlight.livejournal.com]

Destroy?

[Avani's leaning against the wall, tapping her shaft of her keyblade against her shoulder as she eyes Kefka.]

I don't think so.

[She's not looking for a fight but she will if she has to. She does not trust you mister.]

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

[Threatening scantily clad women already? He hasn't even been here five minutes!]

Who said I want to destroy you?

[She's probably not worth his time. Grumpy persons with swords are not usually worth the time of wrangling information out of them. (Though a fight could be fun. Oooh, yes.)]

[shadowedxlight.livejournal.com]

[Scantily clad my ass. She's wearing a t-shirt and jeans, although they're kinda form fitting if that counts.]

I'm just letting you know, that's all. I guess you're new so I'll give you the rundown now.

[she dismisses her keyblade and starts counting points off on her fingers.]

This is the Dressing Room, it's a crossroads of dimensions and things, you can't go home unless the place decides to let you, death isn't permanent, and there are plenty of doubles around here.

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

[It's better than the official government uniform of a leotard and leg warmers, but. Where is her armor? And how did she just poof that goofy looking sword away?]

Fabulous! It's--

[hold on]

You mean you can access every dimension from this place?

ah what the heck. Akane is being babysat.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[Hi. Larxene is not impressed with your fashion sense.]

The circus is that way.

[... this being the dressing room, there probably is one somewhere.]

sweeeeeeeet \o/

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

Sorry, I don't want to go home with you.

[Because of course she didn't call him a ringmaster. How'd she come to that conclusion? It makes no sense.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Neither do I.

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

Good, since I haven't got one yet. Have fun with the lion tamer!

[Now, where is a useful person.]

[coverspine.livejournal.com]

( Whoa. Sora's wide eyes observe the door, then the man sprinting away. )

W-wait!

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

I'm not a waiter!

[It's out of his mouth before he really thinks about it. But he's still riding off the adrenaline high of destroying the world, so it doesn't come out nearly as biting as it could.]

[He spins, dusting his hair off with his free hand.]

What is it?

[coverspine.livejournal.com]

( ... huh? )

Uh--d'you say 'destroy'?

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

...yes? Sorry, my hearing's a little off. Sound damage and all.

[Let's play dumb and see what the kid knows.]