Meeting

[fragmented_sinx]

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.

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[fragmented_sinx]

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.

He stepped over more remains, ruins of the city, wondering silently to himself at the same time why it was all in ruins, but in the end, it didn't concern him very much, because he was clueless about most the things that was going on. Mother had puzzled him a bit with her words and at the same time, he slowly understood the ones that were meant to be understood. He still questioned what she meant by trying once before. That bothered him. He was certain to remember everything that he had done, but this particular thing, he didn't know so much of.

The thought of seeing mother was indeed something he was quite content about, and he pondered on about the other voice's words, the one that belonged to the man encased in crystal. Where were the other two? he was asked, but he didn't know what he meant, at least now, he somewhat had a clue, there were... three of them? The man had said something about two others like him, at least he assumed that was what the other voice meant.

He could see Mother not too far, perched high enough for him to see, and her appearance almost surprised him as she approached. Her voice was dragging him closer and closer to her, and he knew that this was the Mother he was searching for, and the only one. He parted his lips and whispered the words 'Mother,' as he got closer, stopping at a good speaking distance as he look up.

[motherkn0wsbest]

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."

[gotnomemo]

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.

"I want to ride," He had stated, once they had stopped. Upon refusal, he had injured each one of them and claimed it as his own.
He didn't understand why they laid down.

The next part had been a bit tricky. Still, Kadaj had managed to sneak around the rest of the way, avoiding any other conflict. Did people always treat one another like this? It didn't really matter.

He was there.

So this was the place she had been talking about. Mother's place. Glancing at Yazoo and recognizing him as the same one from before, he followed his eyes, feet lightly tapping the ground as he ran toward the the subject of his stare. There she was. He couldn't believe it. After what felt like too long, he finally was with Mother!

"Mother..." he whispered, not hearing any word, his aqua eyes wide and filled with utter adoration.

"Mother!" He ran forward, not minding anything, and showed respect the only way he could figure out. He got on his knees, and bowed for her.

[fragmented_sinx]

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 him, when he was with Mother, and he didn't feel like he was missing anything. He said nothing more as he waited for her words again. Mother's voice was soothing, and he liked listening to it.

He recognized it completely. He turned his head slowly towards the approaching person, the other one with silver hair and aqua eyes coming here. He was running towards them as the long haired male stood, he came to his knees calling 'Mother,' with great excitement from his voice. He did not say anything more, merely remained where he was, motionless as he turned his head a bit away from the familiar male that had approached them.

[motherkn0wsbest]

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.

"You honour me with such words," she said silkily. "From now on, we can be a family. It is as the stars have foretold." This would be the elements that would lead to her victory over the filth of this planet. There were only a few more elements to collect to drive things further towards her own end.

Her mismatched eyes shifted to regard Kadaj as the youngest looking ran towards them, and her lips quirked upwards subtly. She didn't like that they did not appear to recognize each other, but that could be corrected as well. It was clearly the oddity of the Lifestream that had caused such a situation, what with the remnants and Sephiroth existing at once.

"Cruel Kadaj," Jenova said softly. "You came as promised." She fell into a crouch and peered at the groveling young man, trying to decide what to make of the gesture. It surely meant something to humans. "Stand, my child. Stand and let me get a good look at you both."

[gotnomemo]

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.

[fragmented_sinx]

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.

[motherkn0wsbest]

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.

Slowly, Jenova smiled warmly to the two young sons standing in front of her, her hair shimmering as tendrils lifted to caress both Kadaj's and Yazoo's face without having to step closer. "Perfect," she murmured softly. "You both are perfect... my children."

She needed to assess them though. "Tell me of what you remember and know of the last few years, if anything. A mother's heart aches to know of what her children have done in her absence." She smiled encouragingly to them.