Meeting

Jan 05, 2009 21:15

Who: Jenova, Yazoo, and Kadaj (anyone else?)
When: After Jenova’s first post
Location: Somewhere near Midgar
Rating: PG for now
Summary: Yazoo seeks out Mother after asking where she was.

Her voice calls. )

yazoo, kadaj, jenova

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fragmented_sinx January 7 2009, 05:10:04 UTC
His mind merely clouded over with the thought of seeing mother. She was here, and his search would end. Then what from there? He wanted to find out what they were going to do after this small reunion. Mother was utterly close, he could feel it with every fiber of his being, her invisible pulling of his form towards her ( ... )

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motherkn0wsbest January 7 2009, 05:54:11 UTC
When their gazes met, Jenova allowed a subtle upturning of her lips as Yazoo closed the distance. She remained seated upon the rubble for a few moments before pushing herself to stand. It was such a wonderful feeling to be able to move under her own volition and with every cell moving in perfect unison. This was the most freedom that she had discovered in a long time.

The skin of her back pulled apart so that her fleshy wings could pull free. She stepped from the crumbling rubble and drifted to the ground gracefully until her bare feet touched on the cool cracked cement. Her long silver hair settled against her back soon after, and she felt herself pleased.

"Alluring Yazoo," she murmured softly. "I had no doubt that you would come. I have wanted to meet you formally for so long... too long. You journeyed quickly."

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gotnomemo January 8 2009, 06:27:12 UTC
Kadaj hadn't wasted any time with following Mother's voice. It wasn't a challenge. His feet never stopped, for he never grew tired. Even if he had, the closer he got the stronger her voice, pull seemed to grow. On his way, Kadaj had noticed people traveling faster, on odd, moving things. Were they alive? Kadaj squinted his eyes, following the next group of people he saw traveling on such strange things ( ... )

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fragmented_sinx January 8 2009, 06:38:55 UTC
He was taking in her appearance, the strange appearance of Mother, different from him, different from how he looked, but it was Mother, the one that he had always been searching for. He was content, very content, but he seemed to lack that sort of enthusiasm, no matter how excited he was inside to seek mother out.

Yes, he did quickly make it here, without rest, without needing it. He only allowed the voice to guide him here, because he was anxious to see her, deep down. He stared at her, liquid teal green eye staring at the woman that was his 'Mother.' at least, he was able to meet her. What could he say? He was speechless, and from the beginning, he was one of few words. She kept calling him 'Alluring Yazoo,' he wondered how the name came to, but it had a sort of interesting ring to it, because it came from Mother.

"I have always wanted to meet you, Mother," he started, "That's why," he finished towards the woman that was Mother. There was no doubt in his mind, she was what he was looking for, a sense of completeness was around ( ... )

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motherkn0wsbest January 8 2009, 06:47:44 UTC
And so another came on the heels of Yazoo. This pleased her emensely, that the little children would come running to her with only so simple of prompting on her part. It was as it should have been, and she knew now that it would only take some effort on her part to gather up the wayward flock of unwilling sheep. That could wait though, not with loyal familiar children before her ( ... )

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gotnomemo January 9 2009, 09:07:00 UTC
This was too perfect. Had the remnant been asked on how things could be better, he would be left without any answer. He was ecstatic, excited, and he felt like jumping around to show his enthusiasm. He refrained.

He felt safe.

He kept his head bowed, silver hair masking the petal pink curve of his lips. His eyes journeyed up at hers upon being addressed, and he stood at her command, the devotion, the blind joy still unhidden on his face. "I'll always go where you say, Mother." He was a good son... Right?

There was no interest in the alien surroundings, nor anything else but the perfect person standing in front of him. She was perfect. He had no idea what his Mother would look like, but this exceeded any of his dreams.

With the smile and open look still on his face, he went quiet, and waited.

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fragmented_sinx January 10 2009, 00:41:14 UTC
Mother's words were indeed what he had expected of her. He expected no less. The woman that claimed to be 'Mother' was definitely believable to him. It felt right, that was all. When her words were uttered once more to look at them over, he wondered why? Though, he still stayed the same, in his stationary position staring at Mother and the other silver haired man that came along. Her words seemed very pleased. HE was glad that she was pleased, regardless.

Yes, his memory was unclear, there seemed to be something that he was forgetting, but the male knew nothing of that. Only that his mind was utterly blank to her words about things he had done in the past.He remained watching her speak, with her words, so soothing.

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motherkn0wsbest January 11 2009, 19:34:08 UTC
Jenova crossed her arms loosely over her chest as she looked between the two child that had come to her. She knew well what they were and how they had come to be, but it was still a strange anomaly even to her as to how they could exist at the same time as Sephiroth. It appeared that their minds were clouded as well, memory either snatched away or hidden within them. What sort of foolhardy trickary was this?

The planet. It was always this miserable planet to blame for such things. It simply could not accept that the Ancients had sealed the fate of this miserable rock. She would make it understand ( ... )

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