[Backdated RL with Crocker and Kefka]
Nov. 18th, 2011 11:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Langly wasn't too worried about using their headquarters as a meeting place. The guys were out for a while, dealing with personal issues they wanted to clear up. It was the first place he could think that would be safe. He just wanted to make sure Crocker was alright can calmed down before they could let him return to his world.
Granted, he wasn't happy with what Crocker had done, he couldn't just ignore him either. He viewed Crocker as a friend and respected his quest for the truth. It forced him to rely on someone he didn't know and probably wouldn't have trusted right away.
They always said he was the more brash one of the Lone Gunmen. His downfall was that he cared about the people he came to know. While Crocker was asleep, he worked on taking off the straight jacket he was wrapped in.
Granted, he wasn't happy with what Crocker had done, he couldn't just ignore him either. He viewed Crocker as a friend and respected his quest for the truth. It forced him to rely on someone he didn't know and probably wouldn't have trusted right away.
They always said he was the more brash one of the Lone Gunmen. His downfall was that he cared about the people he came to know. While Crocker was asleep, he worked on taking off the straight jacket he was wrapped in.
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Date: 2011-11-30 01:02 am (UTC)Pause, as he seems to be trying to gather himself, "I just can't stay long alright?" Before noticing the floating, "No thank you, I'm good. I appeciate both of your concerns, I just can't stay here long." Pause, "What's wrong with what I normally wear?"
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Date: 2011-11-30 04:43 pm (UTC)Having completely missed the point, Kefka crunches another chip. "I worry that you'll get cold in it! And that your vital areas are unprotected."
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Date: 2011-12-01 12:21 am (UTC)Langly had a feeling this was going to be a long week or a long three days. However, it was for the best.
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Date: 2011-12-01 01:41 am (UTC)Pause, as he looks over at Langly, "This just better not turn into six months." Or Langly dead.
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Date: 2011-12-07 02:08 pm (UTC)For someone talking about his imminent death at the hands of a loved one, he's a little too cheerful.
"Ah, she's such a good soldier! That's what I expect from my darling Celes. I might kill her, of course, but when does the community let the villain win? And having a date on my demise makes me feel more confident, to be quite honest. I can't die until that day comes, and I can wrap up my business before then."
Pause. He sits up and looks at Crocker.
"I won't make you watch my death, don't worry! And I'm sure another me will appear. New games start all the time! The phoenix will rise. I may not have my memories, but I'm sure we'll become..." And Kefka's face flickers with something like grief and something like fear before continuing: "Friends again, right?"
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Date: 2011-12-07 04:32 pm (UTC)"Crocker, no one is planning on dying any time soon."
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Date: 2011-12-10 12:46 am (UTC)Since when does the community let the villain win, was ringing in Crocker's head in the silence till he breaks that, "I wish I remembered what you told me, Langly." Referring to having accomplished his dream.
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Date: 2011-12-10 09:59 am (UTC)Kefka does not say: I'm not sure what else to do with myself and my life. Life, hope, dreams...what's the point of it?
"What'd he tell you?"
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Date: 2011-12-16 01:02 am (UTC)He crossed his arms, wondering if it would be a wise thing or not to repeat what he told the man earlier.
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Date: 2011-12-22 08:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-17 12:11 am (UTC)Kefka rocks off the chair and onto his feet, bowing with grandiose gestures.
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Date: 2012-01-27 11:09 pm (UTC)Langly went off to go prepare the bed and a returned a few minutes later. He steered Crocker to the bed room, before he could object to it.
{ooc: this a good place to stop?}
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Date: 2012-01-28 09:21 pm (UTC)"The couch really is -" Denzel felt his body being pushed around like a limp rag and truthfully his mind was rather too distorted more then usual to fight back.