Kuja was a man with remarkable ability to make himself comfortable almost anywhere. He picked out a chair and sat, tucking a hand up neatly under his chin. "Quite by coincidence, I assure you. Your, ah, front door is regrettably sensitive." He smiled wryly. "You do know what the Mist's purpose was originally?"
After Xehanort's appearance, Kadaj's couldn't faze him much. His eyes followed the Remnant as he crossed the room, however, taking his measure, and it was probably obvious when he noticed the resemblance to Sephiroth--Kuja's gaze flicked between the two brothers, lightning-quick, and he looked briefly puzzled.
"I don't believe we've met. I'm a...business associate, I suppose."
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OOC: Silver-haired villain party!
Date: 2010-02-28 05:10 pm (UTC)After Xehanort's appearance, Kadaj's couldn't faze him much. His eyes followed the Remnant as he crossed the room, however, taking his measure, and it was probably obvious when he noticed the resemblance to Sephiroth--Kuja's gaze flicked between the two brothers, lightning-quick, and he looked briefly puzzled.
"I don't believe we've met. I'm a...business associate, I suppose."