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paixaorpg2006-07-10 05:52 pm
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Two Out of Three [Completed]
Character(s): Kadaj & Yazoo
Content: The two brothers meet in the Café Ersesat, then start the journey towards the Morem o Lisboa.
Setting: Café Ersesat, H8 on the map, then gradually towards Morem o Lisboa.
Time: Sunday2 late morning/noon-ish.
Warnings: Mischief, mayhem, setting a Shadow Creeper on a crowd, throwing people off of trains... the usual.
On his way to the café, Kadaj made a series of observations about this city. Firstly, the plants were fake. He had wondered over to one curiously after seeing it glint in an incredibly unplantlike way, only to see that it was comprised of mere cloth and gems. Definitely not the sort of thing he was used to, but at least it meant there wouldn’t be any flowers around. Next, there were no animals. No rats, stray cats, dogs, or anything like that. Instead, he caught glimpses of strange glowing creatures—just what was wrong with this place?
Lastly, of course, everyone looked the same.
The same. There was hardly any real variation as far as the citizens’ appearances went. All blond hair and blue eyes. It was irritating, really; they reminded him of his older brother, that traitor, or maybe the President… If either one of them were here as well, he wasn’t quite sure what he’d do. He still had to get revenge on Cloud, of course, punish him for turning his back on Mother and all, as well as for his interference with Sephiroth’s plans. As for the President, well, after he had toyed with him, it seemed only proper to make him see the error of his ways as well. Kadaj couldn’t wait for that.
Mother came first, though, and before he could truly make his way to her, he had to meet Yazoo.
He finally reached the café he had told him they were going to meet, hesitating briefly before venturing inside. There were already people in it, of course, more of the usual, boring citizens. His brother should be easy to spot once he arrived… unless he had beaten Kadaj there?
He looked around, trying to test his theory. At no sign of his brother’s familiar form, he smirked slightly to himself and found a place to sit down, completely ignoring the line of people leading up to the counter. It wasn’t like he actually wanted anything from here anyway, so for now, he would simply wait.
Content: The two brothers meet in the Café Ersesat, then start the journey towards the Morem o Lisboa.
Setting: Café Ersesat, H8 on the map, then gradually towards Morem o Lisboa.
Time: Sunday2 late morning/noon-ish.
Warnings: Mischief, mayhem, setting a Shadow Creeper on a crowd, throwing people off of trains... the usual.
On his way to the café, Kadaj made a series of observations about this city. Firstly, the plants were fake. He had wondered over to one curiously after seeing it glint in an incredibly unplantlike way, only to see that it was comprised of mere cloth and gems. Definitely not the sort of thing he was used to, but at least it meant there wouldn’t be any flowers around. Next, there were no animals. No rats, stray cats, dogs, or anything like that. Instead, he caught glimpses of strange glowing creatures—just what was wrong with this place?
Lastly, of course, everyone looked the same.
The same. There was hardly any real variation as far as the citizens’ appearances went. All blond hair and blue eyes. It was irritating, really; they reminded him of his older brother, that traitor, or maybe the President… If either one of them were here as well, he wasn’t quite sure what he’d do. He still had to get revenge on Cloud, of course, punish him for turning his back on Mother and all, as well as for his interference with Sephiroth’s plans. As for the President, well, after he had toyed with him, it seemed only proper to make him see the error of his ways as well. Kadaj couldn’t wait for that.
Mother came first, though, and before he could truly make his way to her, he had to meet Yazoo.
He finally reached the café he had told him they were going to meet, hesitating briefly before venturing inside. There were already people in it, of course, more of the usual, boring citizens. His brother should be easy to spot once he arrived… unless he had beaten Kadaj there?
He looked around, trying to test his theory. At no sign of his brother’s familiar form, he smirked slightly to himself and found a place to sit down, completely ignoring the line of people leading up to the counter. It wasn’t like he actually wanted anything from here anyway, so for now, he would simply wait.
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He took a seat near his brother and watched him quietly for a moment -- or at least it seemed like a moment. It could have very well been several minutes, but Yazoo had failed to keep track of time and eventually wound up lost in his thoughts. His mind continued to race, much the way it had during the trip here; in fact, it was becoming harder to pick one subject from the cluster and stick with it for more than a minute. There was so much he wanted to know.
The sound of Kadaj's voice pulled him back into reality and he averted his gaze out the window, smiling fondly at the mayhem. "They really do," he chuckled softly. At least the occupants of Paixao were good for entertainment. That, alone, was enough to make Yazoo slightly more fond of this place, though he was also quite pleased with the reaction his little act received. Not only had they not been checked for tickets, they had been given plenty of room to themselves, and few so much as dared to look at them.
A trembling voice soon informed the occupants of the cabin that they'd be departing momentarily and apologized for the short delay, as apparently some members of the crew had been intent on leaving. Yazoo was sure the poor, terrified boy had said other things, as well, but he had little patience for attempting to decipher the muddled words of idiots that couldn't keep composure. "I quite like this treatment."
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Unless, of course, he had a few Shadow Creepers appear inside the train as well, but that would just be overkill, wouldn't it? Not that he minded overkill... hmmm.
He could think of one use for them, though. Glancing around, he spotted a likely looking candidate (a rather bland woman who seemed to be about ready to wet herself in terror) and said, "Hello... would you mind running up to the front of the train and informing the conductor to head directly to the stop nearest the Morem o Lisboa? We have a very important meeting that we simply can't miss." No use in stopping at all those other places along the way. It seemed like that would mean too that all the other poor people on the train wouldn't be able to leave until he and Yazoo had reached their destination. How very sad.
She gave him a fearful look and gulped before nodding, visibly trembling as she rose from her seat and all but ran to do as he had directed. He was almost disappointed, really-- no attempt to fight back? Well, maybe it was better this way; as amusing as it would have been, they still needed to reach Mother soon.
"Terribly obedient, these people of Paixao. A little fear goes a long way, don't you think?" he said to his brother, smiling widely. He was practically basking in all of this, really, but he didn't really feel like stopping. He was just too euphoric about seeing her... maybe it was getting to his head?