Two Out of Three [Completed]

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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.

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Goodness, it was extremely amusing that Kadaj went through all that trouble to describe possible amounts of bloodshed. He was thankful he hadn't gone into a speech about the amount of insides the mess would include; just thinking about it roused an uneasy feeling in his gut. "Thank you for the amazingly detailed imagery, Kadaj. My imagination would like to thank you. Ah- Yes, I do believe these little maggots would be easy for him to dispose of." They cowered even more, and he cackled. So much like tiny little mice huddled together for protection.

Briefly, he wondered if it would be best to pick the groups off first, or go with the stragglers. On one hand, the stragglers were alone... On the other, there were a few of them who hadn't actively sought out any group to huddle in, or at least were doing a damn good job of getting that impression across. All the families and friends relied on each other, like weak, defenseless newborns.

"You know as well as I do that none of these little puppets are willing to volunteer. I was hoping someone would step forward and point another out, but my expectations were apparently too high." He paused a moment and rubbed at his chin, scanning the occupants of the car over once before settling on a decision. "We should take the children first." Several gasps rang through the air, followed by the children being filtered behind the teenagers and adults, and Yazoo made a disapproving clicking sound in response.

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"Oh, I could have gotten much more detailed than that, really, but..." He trailed off, glancing out the window again. "Maybe it's best we see for ourselves instead~? I'm sure it would give us all a much, much better picture than any one our imaginations could provide." Besides which, he was starting to wonder just how much damage being thrown off this train could do, really. It wasn't going terribly fast after all, but it was still unlikely they'd be in any real shape to pick themselves back up after landing out there. Landing and rolling, maybe getting caught on the tracks? Hmm... that would definitely cause the most damage, but it still sounded incredibly fun to have them leave streaks of blood on the streets, smears where they tried to stop themselves from tumbling end over end, torn flesh and broken bones...

Again, his mind was wandering. It was time he stopped thinking and started doing. Yes Loz's presence right now would be sorely missed, and in fact he wanted to do his best to remember this little game of theirs so he could tell it to him once they met up again. He would probably be disappointed they had done it without him, but there was always the opportunity they could do it again, right? Assuming they didn't shut down the trains after this, of course. Such a shame that would be...

"You should never expect much from humans, Yazoo. You'll only ever be disappointed." He turned away from the window again, letting out a small sigh. "And, like all other puppets, you just need to know which strings to pull. Luckily enough, it seems like you do. Now..." He tilted his head slightly to get a better look at the others on the train, eyes narrowing as he searched out the children hidden among them. One rather unfortunately curious boy peeked out the tiniest bit from behind the others, freezing wide-eyed as Kadaj's gaze locked with his. In a soft, pleasant tone of voice that could nonetheless be heard over the sound of the train's rattling, he said, "Hello."