[the audio turns onto immediate white noise that fades into the sound of the communicator clattering as it skids across the floor, followed by quick footsteps and harried breathing ( Read more... )

A pact? Hn. Why would anyone want to associate themself with the likes of you humans?

I was hoping they were gunshots, not fireworks. I hate fireworks.

Hn. How bor--

... Loz?

Hn.

Kadaj, they brought you more playmates.

This place is doing us no good. Kadaj grows softer every day, and I don't think he cares about Mother anymore at all. It doesn't matter. I'll find her, then, and she'll be proud of me for getting to her first. Kadaj is too busy worrying about that girl, Rinoa, and that idiot, Shinji to care about where Mother is or if she's waiting ( Read more... )

I can only tolerate so much for so long.

Unfortunately, your time has run out.

[his tone darkens, and it almost sounds like he could be smirking]

...Let's play a game.

Just as I thought.

Those unable to bear arms or hold their own in a fight, do the rest of us a favor and stay out of the way.

[ooc: ...this is Yazoo telling people to stay safe :|. so charming, isn't he?]

 [immediately, running footsteps accompanied by labored breathing]

Damn it...

[more running footsteps, and then two gunshots followed by a loud roar, a quick shout, and a thud. Yazoo swears under his breath, and then the sound of shuffling can be heard along with quick but quiet murming.]

Hngh..

[more running steps, but this time the sound is uneven. ( Read more... )