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A deadly little game of Marco-Polo

Aug 04, 2009 12:43

Who: Elena | Sephiroth | Remnants (?)
When: Day 60 - afternoon
Location: Shinra Manor, Nibelheim
Rating: PG-13 / R (depending on the level of gore)
Summary: Elena finally makes it to Nibelheim and her first stop in her search is Shinra Manor.

( Pride goeth before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall. )

yazoo, elena, sephiroth

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fragmented_sinx August 22 2009, 02:23:55 UTC

He was still searching for his way in, the scent of decay and rotting flesh was visible again in his nose as he got closer. He assumed that they were all dead, or barely alive ( ... )

puisne_turk August 25 2009, 13:24:10 UTC

"Damn it ( ... )

fragmented_sinx August 26 2009, 02:03:20 UTC

The long haired remnant was far beyond amused by her stunt. When he caught her eyes fixed on his glowing ones, she cried out a simple word and ended up on the floor. Well, that was certainly a grand entrance.

He was keeping his silent amusement to himself, however. The male moved quickly towards her, so that he was standing before her, with his weapon pointed at her, his glowing green eyes were quite twisted in a rather, demonic look. A smirk plastered on his face as he noticed she wasn't pleased to see him. He wasn't hoping for a nice greeting from the blond haired woman, anyhow. His gunblade was still pointed at her, as his lips parted for him to speak.

"I could say the same for you," he mused. His guard was completely up and there wasn't any way she could take him unguarded this time. He was prepared for her little tricks, and well, he also had a feeling she might know something about where Sephiroth was. She was with... the people who were Sephiroth's enemy. She wasn't here to play around and more importantly, it seemed she was ( ... )

puisne_turk August 27 2009, 14:02:12 UTC

Hazel eyes blinked furiously to refocus in the dark room. She would have been red with embarrassment if the blood hadn't rushed out of her face. Elena could have dealt with Sephiroth - she had dealt with him and knocked him on his ass, giving her time to escape. But Yazoo wasn't injured, wasn't caught off guard. He was faster and more agile than she was, and the bastard could move in narrow areas ( ... )

fragmented_sinx August 27 2009, 19:54:47 UTC

There was nothing but darkness around them of course, he could see pretty okay, though he had his own possible trips over the damn corpses and such things like that. At the moment, he wasn't about to ungracefully fall. He was watching his steps as he approached her. He kept a cold look on his face as he took a step forward when she pushed herself back with her feet. He wasn't going to give her any room to escape, the gunblade became a dangerous weapon between her flesh and him.

He stopped moving, for certain she wasn't going to try anything just yet, but he was prepared for it if she did. The mention of spirits and ghosts didn't seem to bother him at all. In fact, they were nothing to him. He wasn't afraid of such things. There were more important things to be worried about than spirits and ghosts that haunt a place like this, "Let them be bothered, they can't do much," he mused towards her. He was still awaiting her answer. He was losing his patience with her ( ... )

puisne_turk August 27 2009, 20:34:23 UTC

Elena's jaw tightened, teeth gritting painfully against each other. He was purposefully trying to get too close, pushing her backwards into the library behind her. Really, was her luck this bad? Turks were supposed to be lucky. Some a little too lucky for their own good. Man, what she wouldn't give to have a little bit of Reno's luck right now.

"That's bad joo-joo, you know," she returned, taking a step back in match with his step towards her. "Piss off the spirits and they won't give you their blessing."

It was just one Remnant. One little, silly Remnant who she could handle, right? Why was she wasting her time here, chatting it up with her mortal enemy? Waiting for Sephiroth - who could, if he had the energy - join the little party and thus make her shit pile up past her waist?

"What? You think you'd walk away from it without so much as a scratch?" Don’t say 'yes', you pretentious pompous little prick.Again, she stepped backwards, another foot closer to the library ( ... )

fragmented_sinx August 27 2009, 21:08:11 UTC

Yazoo's steps did not stop. The remnant gave no silent defeat. She seemed to be here for a reason, and he was certain it might have something to do with the corpse and Sephiroth. There wasn't any way he was going to go and let her leave so easily. He merely sneered at her comments. Spirits, ghosts, he couldn't care less.

"And if I don't care?" he mused raising his tone just a bit, as he stepped towards her even more. They were moving towards the library. What was this woman planning? There must be something up her sleeve. He was going to figure out what for certain, though. He narrowed his eyes when she questioned him, "If It wasn't a trap," which he assumed would have happened to Sephiroth, because from his own knowledge Sephiroth wasn't easily to damage. There must have been a plan, a ploy of sort to get him injured. He was going to make sure she took him to Sephiroth and if she didn't he wasn't going to let her leave, unscathed ( ... )

puisne_turk August 28 2009, 14:34:51 UTC

This was bad. Really, really bad. Nearly back in the laboratory library and moving closer, Elena was running out of both time and room. Of course, the library did give her more options, like using books as projectile weapons to catch him off guard, and a little more wiggle room. But there would be no way to deafen the noise of a fight and Sephiroth would hear. It was already an unfair fight, there was no need to make a bad situation worse ( ... )

fragmented_sinx August 28 2009, 22:20:11 UTC

AS for the comment about the ghosts and the haunting and what not, the remnant could care less. He ignored the comment on that and waited for the answer from her. There was no need to speak of such things. If he didn't see it, he had no reason to fear it or find it a nuisance in his way. Whatever the case, trap or not, he was certain that there was something going on, especially when he was sidestepping over corpse on his way here. Precisely there should be more where Sephiroth was. Well, he had to get there soon, at least before there was anymore interferences.

"Is that so?" he mused in an almost mocking manner. It was always, that company, huh? He found that company a bad taste in his mouth and a problem in his way. If it weren't for them, they would have achieved their goals sooner than this. Now they were still writhing for it. IT was almost sickening to think about ( ... )

puisne_turk September 3 2009, 20:52:37 UTC

Time moved fast, then moved slow, then seemed completely frozen as her elbow inched closer and closer to its target. Of course, it was difficult to be completely focused, what with the burned images and sounds resounding in her head. Really, darling, we must stop meeting like this. Darling? Ugh. As if there aspect of him or his brothers that was near and dear to her heart. Well, save the scars. And they were only 'near' her heart because they placed them there ( ... )

fragmented_sinx September 12 2009, 20:17:54 UTC

The remnant watched in amusement at her writhing pain. More would come if she continued to defy and not answer, or at least comply to his demands. Of course, she was by herself right now. There was no way she would be able to do much more than defend herself. Since he was aware of who she was this time, it was a lot easier. He wasn't left in the dark, and he wasn't made fun of. Surely, she would pay for it all. Right now, however he wanted her to take him to Sephiroth. That assured him she was unable to go get help outside. The male smirked as he bent on his knee to lower himself a bit down ( ... )

puisne_turk September 14 2009, 15:09:57 UTC

Pain was good. Pain meant you were alive, even if only just a little bit. Oh, but with pain came increadible suffering and, oddly enough, an eruption of heat. It spread across her middle, where his knee had made contact, and blossomed out to her chest and thighs, around her stomach to the small of her back. Her world shifted, rotated as she sank to her knees first. She had expected to feel the cool, damp earth beneath her cheek soon, but instead she was being lifted upward by the collar.

Although futile, she circled his wrist with her hands, using her weight as counterbalance to keep herself from choking by her own shirt. Her legs dangled beneath her, the ground several more inches below. As she stared down the thin, muscled arm of the Remnant, she shot back a heated glare that was indeniably furious and pained.

"I...already told you. He's here somewhere. I don't know where."

fragmented_sinx September 15 2009, 21:02:18 UTC

"Should I beat it out of you then?" he mused his eyes dangerously glowing again. A final warning. He wasn't afraid to her hurt her anymore than she was afraid of him.

The male was becoming impatient. He didn't intend to hurt her too much because he needed her to move, but now, it seemed like a good idea to just beat the resistance out of her. The male's grip tightened on he form as she tried to move and clearly, she could do little right now. If she did kick him again, he would make sure she would not do it a third time. He didn't believe a word she was saying. He wanted to get to Sephiroth and fast, and the woman was making it irritating.

No matter, if he could not find Sephiroth with her help, he would eventually just go with her dragging behind him. Again, he had no intentions of letting her go. If she left, she would have brought reinforcements, and reinforcements were not good, especially when he was outnumbered in most fights against those Turks. He didn't need anymore than he could handle, though he could handle quite a few.

puisne_turk September 16 2009, 13:46:18 UTC

Should I beat it out of you then? Her body tightened, muscles going into a spasm in hopes to turn in on itself and away from his menacing gaze and warning words. Elena pushed back the images from before, forcing herself to remain in the present moment.

"It didn't work last time," she choked out, the pressure of her collar increasing around her neck.

It was a stupid reponse perhaps, but truthful nonetheless. Whether he rememebered or not, the phrase still held their importance. He could beat her until she was unconcious or even dead. But she wouldn't give up a word.

"Why don't you use your super-Sephiroth-remnant-skills and find him yourself?"

fragmented_sinx September 17 2009, 03:18:29 UTC

"Really?" he almost seemed to sport and amused look on his face, "I recall the fear in your eyes, and the pained screams," he stopped, looking off towards the direction. He would go there.

That seemed to be smart. She wasn't going to comply obviously, but he wasn't going to let her go so easily either, "Perhaps...I should find your partner?" he added with a dark tone. He would surely do that if he had any desire to. Right now, it was more important to worry about Sephiroth, the man who supposedly knew a lot more than he did ( ... )

puisne_turk September 17 2009, 12:30:48 UTC

Elena couldn't supress the shudder, her hands losening around his wrists. All this time she had thought his memories were faltered. He hadn't remembered her upon their first meeting, so she hadn't given it a thought that he might have regained them during the time from their last encounter. But it was more than apparent that he remembered now ( ... )

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