Fandom: Final Fantasy VI (Squaresoft/Square-Enix)
Character: Kefka Palazzo (Pre-Insanity)
Word: Critic
It happened on one of many mornings, in the middle of the corridor through which the officers move to reach the assigned offices. I, with my gaze forward, ignoring any gaze from other soldiers, had not even realized that one of those gazes belonged to comrade Cristophe. If we were friends as he used to say, he would understand the makeover right?
If I really wanted to be me, I had to get rid of everything that still retained his memory in the people who surrounded me and had surrounded him. Unfortunately the uniform is regulatory and I could not get rid of it until I reached the title of Mage.
Believing that I heard his voice approaching, I stopped a few steps from the door corresponding to my office. His strides, although muffled by the thick fabric of the long carpet decorating the floor, vibrant.
General Palazzo? He pronounced my name questioningly, his chest rising and falling as he recomposed himself. Kefka? It's you? He insisted on not obtaining an immediate affirmation.
It took me a little time to get used to being called that, understood? Only with the passage of time have I come to accept it as my own but that seems to be unimportant.
Yes? It was my reply, lowering the round sunglasses that covered my eyes. Is there anything that requires my attention? I added, it sounded good.
Drawing his face closer with narrowed eyes, Leo had to ask the question that hung in the air from the first moment I had appeared on the floor.
Is it makeup that I think I can distinguish on your face?
What audacity! I should have burned his face instead of pushing it away with a gloved hand. Instead I said displaying a proud smile after raising an incredulous eyebrow.
Yes, any problem with it?
Soldiers don't wear make-up, you... You should already know it His thick eyebrows dipped to emphasize something that could either be worry or disappointment.
Well now I did was what I wanted to tell him but for some unknown reason his words hurt me. Stupid Leo, he kept waiting for him to come back... Only time convinced him that I was different as my perception of everything. How critical he was and perhaps he still is after the realization.
