The Magus nodded in turn to the people who greeted him, noting the interplay of politics in the room. A deft power struggle, it seemed, each more eager to outdo the last.. petty, in some cases. Ah, but what could be expected of villainy? By nature, competitive and egotistic, arrogant.. among other things. He had known similar entities numerous times, and in fact these people reminded him to a point of his commanders from the middle ages.
Kuja was a likely candidate for Flea; very effeminate, but dangerously so, appearing charming, even beautiful, in repose, but likely fatal when roused. Xenahort most reminded him of Ozzie, in the sense that he seemed to be the most self-assured in a room full of self-assured people, willing to endure indignities for the sake of assured victory. Ozzie had always been a sly one, after all. Then there was Vanitas, and Sephiroth.. the two seemed to be the most direct of the gathered, and thus the most decisive in nature, akin to Slash.. Slash had been one of The Magus' closest friends while he grew up with the Mystics, where Flea had been more of a companion, and Ozzie something like a kindly, if strict, uncle.
He snapped free from such thoughts, smirking softly, "A pleasure to meet you all, I am certain. Forgive the lack of haste in my reply.. A momentary distraction; I was assailed by the Black Winds upon entering." his smooth voice rolled each word with an aristocratic sense, expertly conveying meaning, hidden though it was, "It is rare for one such as myself to encounter such profound founts of destiny.. Rare indeed."
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Heh, who knocks anymore anyway?
Date: 2010-03-26 04:59 pm (UTC)Kuja was a likely candidate for Flea; very effeminate, but dangerously so, appearing charming, even beautiful, in repose, but likely fatal when roused. Xenahort most reminded him of Ozzie, in the sense that he seemed to be the most self-assured in a room full of self-assured people, willing to endure indignities for the sake of assured victory. Ozzie had always been a sly one, after all. Then there was Vanitas, and Sephiroth.. the two seemed to be the most direct of the gathered, and thus the most decisive in nature, akin to Slash.. Slash had been one of The Magus' closest friends while he grew up with the Mystics, where Flea had been more of a companion, and Ozzie something like a kindly, if strict, uncle.
He snapped free from such thoughts, smirking softly, "A pleasure to meet you all, I am certain. Forgive the lack of haste in my reply.. A momentary distraction; I was assailed by the Black Winds upon entering." his smooth voice rolled each word with an aristocratic sense, expertly conveying meaning, hidden though it was, "It is rare for one such as myself to encounter such profound founts of destiny.. Rare indeed."