Seventh Act - [Video / Text] // Crouching Tiger, Hidden Diva

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[Kuja's been waiting for a while now. He's finally worked out how to get rid of his Sue...or so he thinks and to prove it, he's going to record it. Making a sign to be quiet at the feed he leaves it so that there's a perfect view of him above the door. Then, he levitates himself above his door and then balances himself between the ceiling and the wood frame of said door. Admittedly he's using magic to help suspend himself, upper arm strength isn't his forte. Patiently he waits, it's when he feels her presence approaching the door the tiny hairs on the back of his neck stand on end and the seething urge to punt something rises within his gut. It's her.
She enters the room, obviously looking for him. It's at that point that she regrets this instantly. Looking up her eyes widen as he drops from his hiding place, screaming in protest to her 'brother' landing on her shoulders heavily.]

What are you doing?! Get off me!

[Before she can do anything to throw him off, he grabs a fistful of her hair and yanks as hard as he can, a diversion. Then comes his cue to take full advantage of it. With a swift squeeze of his thighs either side of her neck, he twists. Sharply. There's a disgusting crunch. He lets that jovial smile cross his face. The light fades from her eyes and the body starts to fall. Kuja lets her go and levitates before it hits the floor. She lays there lifeless and he just smirks smugly at her. Stepping along her body, making sure to put as much pressure on it as possible, he approaches the feed. He gives his audience a proud bow. The video cuts and just ends with the message.]

A wannabe, can never best the original act.