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Right now only one or two come to mind and both are from XII:
"HEY BUCKETHEAD" and "DON'T BELIEVE ONDORE'S LIES!"
There's quite a few walking tin cans in Dissidia. Couldn't Vaan have used it on any of them? SE, I AM DISAPPOINT
OH WAIT I LIED, THERE'S ACTUALLY MORE:
"I, GARLAND, SHALL KNOCK YOU DOWN!"
Some reference to the Shantotto Ascension DLC for XI.
"Nice gun" and LIGHTNING PAAWNCH from XIII
Terra's world map animation should have featured her cuddling every moogle she came across. ALSO IT WOULD BE NEAT IF SHE COULD TRANCE AND FWOOSH LIKE THE WIND.
Bartz's acrophobia. Srsly where did it go, SE?
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Uh—
Date: 2011-07-01 11:59 pm (UTC)Useful tail is useful
Date: 2011-07-02 12:00 am (UTC)*can't think of a witty response*
Date: 2011-07-02 12:03 am (UTC)--------------------------
Pearls
“I think it’s a little too fancy for me.”
“Nonsense, you wear it like a dream. Why I could compose an entire rhapsody around the image of you in that dress---”
“But…it’s not going to be very practical. And the pearls…won’t they drop out?”
“Not if they’re handled with care, miss.”
“I’m sorry. I just don’t think it’s right for me.” Terra bows her head guiltily as the seamstress and assistants help her out of the gown.
As this is a private fitting commissioned by the infamous ‘Mister King’ at his mansion no protests are made over Kuja’s presence whilst Terra changes. He refuses to leave her unattended and since he’s a gentleman paying through the nose those tailors will do things his way or go without his business.
“No matter. I’m certain we’ll find something suitable. Which reminds me---” Kuja clicks his fingers at the seamstress, “She’ll be needing a winter cloak. Something thick yet comfortable; perhaps with a fur lining. And a hood if possible.”
“But that’s still months away.”
“I insist. We can’t have my little bird’s wings nipped by winter’s merciless chill now, can we?” He returns to sipping wine at his chair as a new dress is brought forth, a white smock with a black bodice, plain in comparison to the ostentatious precedent.
“I think it’s too small. Do you think it’s possible to let it out?”
“If you try it on first, miss, then we can take your measurements into account.”
“Okay then…”
The fitting is a little too tight—Terra gasps and before he knows it Kuja has shot to her side. The seamstress immediately loosens the gown and Terra takes a deep breath of relief—it’s alright, she was just startled.
Kuja tries to brush off this slip of composure with a sheepish wave of the hand. “Fetch something that allows a little more freedom, nothing with a corset or boning.”
Terra can’t help but smile as she clasps his hand. He tries to remain firm in front of the salespeople. “I won’t have anything that makes her feel constrained.”
Once again I'm "AWW"-ing and giggling like an idiot
Date: 2011-07-02 12:05 am (UTC)<33333
Date: 2011-07-02 12:07 am (UTC)<3 <3
Date: 2011-07-02 12:12 am (UTC)D'AAWWW THIS IS GONNA MAKE ME GET CAVITIES JUST READING IT
Date: 2011-07-02 12:06 am (UTC)MORE PLZ? *pays Kuja to do the puppy eyes for her*
THAT IS THE PLAN!
Date: 2011-07-02 12:12 am (UTC)MORE IS ON THE WAY, I'M TRYING TO GET IT DONE AS QUICKLY AS I CAN---