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[martelandmany]

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[Her voice is calm, but a bit shaky.] Mithos? Nia? C-Capell? ...I've returned.

[She sounds well enough, right? The poor half-elf is a lot more beat up than she sounds. She's just kinda in shock right now, and it isn't really processing in her mind that she's not in the best condition.

But hey, at least she's back. ♥]

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[ivorygunslinger]

[Sometime after Martel has made it home and her visitors are gone, Yazoo makes his way to check on her, intending it to be a quick glance in though the window. No need to linger.]

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[martelandmany]

[But she's not as asleep as he was probably hoping, so when he glances in the window, she meets his glance with an inquisitive gaze of her own.]

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[ivorygunslinger]

[Caught; Recognizable hair and eyesmake for a bad ninja. He doesn't show any sign of being suprised--Any person, human or nonhuman or otherwise--That would befriend one of them was strange to begin with. He stops and keeps the gaze, but still says nothing...The window was shut anyway.]

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[martelandmany]

[She gazes back for a minute, then carefully gets up and nods her head in the direction of the front door, heading in that direction to meet him there. If the window were open, she'd have told him to come in, but this was the only alternative she could think of. You'll have to be a little patient, Yazoo, she's still a bit wobbly.]

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[ivorygunslinger]

[He waits a few moments longer after she starts before making his way around to the front so that he wouldn't be standing there as long. Some people like Strife would probaply be concerned if they spotted him.]

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[martelandmany]

[And she opens the door.] Come in. [A slight smile. The cool thing about Martel is that 'wtf are you doing here' is not even crossing her mind. She steps back, a hand on a nearby end table for support, just in case. Always the hostess:] Can I get you anything to drink?

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[ivorygunslinger]

[He steps inside, shaking his head at the offer. He didn't eat, for one thing. He does notice her hand on the table though, and from what he understood of the one kidnapping he had followed, she had already been healed or was very, very strong willed. He wouldn't of doubted if it was both. His words are direct.] How do you fair?

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[martelandmany]

[Another little smile. It's nice to have someone concerned, even if it's this awkward kind of concerned.] Well enough. [But more important matters:] And what of Jenova? Is she well?

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[ivorygunslinger]

Hmm. [He's studying her carefully, not really caring if it's obvious. She seemed fine, so the topic change was fine for now. He moves inside the rest of the way and shuts the door behind him.] She is, with you to...[A pause, as he looks for the right words.] thank for that.

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[martelandmany]

And you, of course. [She didn't want to take all the credit here.] She is my friend. It was the least I could offer her.

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[ivorygunslinger]

Friend. [He fixes her with his mako green gaze, face his usual stern look, but he was curious. If not just a little.] How did you become 'friends' with Mother?

[That word confuses him really, he's never had a reason or chance to apply it before.]

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[martelandmany]

Well... [She seems a bit puzzled for a moment.] I'm not quite sure. I spoke kindly to her in her times of strife, and she enjoys my music... [A smile now.] That reminds me. Hold on a moment~.

[And she's hurrying back to her room now, as steadily as she can. When she comes back, she has a very smooth set of panpipes like her own. She offers them to Yazoo.] You'll probably see her before I do. Please, give her this? I told her quite a while ago that I'd make her a set, but I've not had a chance to get them to her. I suppose she'll have to wait until I'm allowed to leave before I'm able to teach her to play...

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[ivorygunslinger]

[he had followed her about halfway, knowing she still had her strength drained from the kidnapping, even if it wasn't quite showing. Taking the instrument from the woman and holding it between both hands, he looked at it for a moment before returning his attention to Martel as she finished speaking.] That would be best for you, and I will make sure she receives these.

[This strange, strange nonhuman continued to show a kindness that threw him off, though it showed not. He pauses for another moment before suddenly.] I am Yazoo.

[He hadn't answered her that time before.]

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[martelandmany]

[She knew he hadn't answered the first time for a reason, so the fact that he's offering his name now pleases her.]

Yazoo... [She said it quietly to herself, musing. Then, at normal volume and smiling some:] I like it.

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[ivorygunslinger]

[He barely reacts to her words beside a slight shift in his stance and a small noise from the back of his throat. The Remnant soon turned away from her.] I should go, you should rest.

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[martelandmany]

[She gets the feeling she shouldn't have said that.] Sorry, I... didn't mean to offend you? [The questioning tone wasn't because she wasn't sure she was sorry, but rather, because she wasn't sure if 'offended' was the right word. Made him uncomfortable, probably.]