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[velvet_zealot]

Who: Yazoo (velvet_zealot) and Cloud Strife (mirageof_deceit)
When: After this conversation
Where: The Flooded Ruins
Format: Action-prose...ish?
What: Cloud has questions that he wants answered. One thing leads to another, and...
Warnings: ...impending violence and hero torture lie ahead. :O

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[mirageof_deceit]

[There are more question than answers, so he followed along after the familiar - yet kind of empty - feeling that had appeared after the silver-haired one appeared. It wasn't hard, months of chasing after Sephiroth honing his skills of following after even the faintest of JENOVA feelings, and he was pleased to find himself stalking through the Flooded Ruins. It was a place that he knew well.

Elena's warning was enough to have himself fully armed, and he leapt up to the stone walkway nearby the sensation. So close, yet the Mist fogged his vision, so he was forced to walk more to the other side, hopping to a stone pillar between the bridges of stone.]

T'ch....

[He spied the silver-haired man, all too much like Sephiroth, but he found comfort in the gentle hum of Ultima Weapon upon his back. Yet, for some reason, his skin didn't like to be close to that man, and he rolled his shoulders to push the sensation away.]

You're shorter than Sephiroth, and you only feel slightly like him. Do you have a name?

[velvet_zealot]

[The sound of water echoed richly in the ruined environment, and so too did the sound of Cloud's footsteps as he made his way closer. The ex-SOLDIER was a little ahead of what Yazoo had predicted, but that was alright. It meant only that he could take care of his brother before moving onto other, truly important business! More specifically... the mission that he had been sent here to complete, what Mother wished for him to do.

The silver-haired Remnant of Sephiroth remained on the water surrounded walkway even as Cloud took to one of the higher pillars. A glance behind him, over one shoulder, was all it took to confirm the blond's position, and in one smooth motion he turns, Velvet Nightmare slipped free from its holster upon his back, his index finger pressed tight to the smooth arch of the trigger, and the barrel of the gunblade aimed toward his mako-eyed adversary.]

I'm offended that you don't remember, brother[The corners of Yazoo's mouth twitched slightly upward. His green eyes narrowed in a predatory fashion, the black

[mirageof_deceit]

[The way that he was called 'brother' was like a mockery and an insult, and he wasn't actually certain how he had earned such a title in the first place. It was mostly likely to do with JENOVA, but he was certain that was as far as their familial relations went. This one had talked about brothers, and Elena had mentioned that as well. One of three... not bad odds.

He held his position even as the odd looking gun was pointed up at him, and a frown warped his lips as he shook his head.] Not like Sephiroth at all...

[His left arm twitched before he clenched his fist as his right hand lifted towards the hilt of the humming Ultima Weapon.] We don't come from the same time, so my failed memories are only of the past. No need for refreshing, but I'm going to ask you stop pointing that gun at me.

[velvet_zealot]

[The Remnant couldn't help but wonder if Cloud's failure to remember him, his admission to coming from a different time, meant that the ex-SOLDIER was weaker than when he'd fought him along side of Loz. Of course, idle wondering wouldn't earn him the answers he wanted, only actions would... seeing first hand for himself the limits of the one that had gone out of his way to come and find him.]

You're asking...? [He chuckled, his tiny smirk taking on a somewhat wry appearance.] Well, then... I'm refusing.

[A step toward Cloud was taken, Yazoo's aim never straying. Long, silver locks of hair swayed out of the way of his vision, and his leather boots softly scuffed against the paving stones.]

You sought me, after all... and you came armed. That must mean you want to fight.