don't bury me, faceless enemy

[walkthedawn]

Who: walkthedawn and argentallure
When: Monday, September 6th, two hours after this conversation.
Where: The slums.
Summary: "Would you rather I show you, Brother?" -- "...Yes."
Warnings: No idea. This might possibly get messy, so let's just pre-date this and say "possible violence and Jenova stuff".

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[argentallure]

It was a little past those two hours that Yazoo shows up. The blue uniform he had been wearing before was gone, stored in the compartment of his motorbike and replaced with the leather jumpsuit that the three usually wore. Kadaj might of liked to wear it around (showing off, perhaps.) but to him, the uniform was more exposing than he liked with the shorter sleeves and the collar far too low for his liking. Yazoo never felt fully comfortable unless most of his body was fully covered, and compared to his brothers, and to Sephiroth, that was a difference that was quite unexplained

[walkthedawn]

A shame he didn't show up in uniform. At least he would have had a good laugh over it before anything happened.

Riku had settled himself to leaning against one of the old buildings nearby and going through the network posts on his NV while he waited, and when the Remnant finally showed up, he straightened, pushed himself from the wall, and walked towards him.

For a moment, his mind drifted back to the motorcycle - it was nice, and stolen - before he looked up to Yazoo. It was still striking how alike they looked. He shrugged fluidly. "Whatever you're willing to show me," he said simply.

If Yazoo wanted to surprise him, or only show him the simple things, then he'd just let him.

[argentallure]

Nice and stolen indeed. How they had managed to find three matching ones was nothing short of a miracle. (Four, if you counted the one Kadaj had given Liquid Snake.) Yazoo however had quite the taste for them. He even had the next one picked out in his mind from the police garage.

The remnant tilted his head, regarding Riku with a thoughtful expression before he spread gestured with one hand, his shadow moving behind him and splitting once, than each side once again. "You know some of what we can do already, Brother." He said, eyes half closed as he watched him, placid smile on his face. "But we know little about what you can do. It's only fair, don't you think?"

That voice in your head that told you this was a bad idea Riku? It was very very right. The shadows shot forward, materializing into the monstrous Shadow Creepers that tore past Yazoo and toward the other.

[walkthedawn]

Riku would get one himself if he wasn't one of those people who refuse to steal. And those motorcycles are too expensive. He'll find something eventually.

The Keybearer recognized a move like that instantly: Xehanort often did that. He took two steps back, sliding into a defensive position. His eyes narrowed. "I didn't come here so you could play games." But now he didn't have much choice in the matter.

Riku jumped back and summoned one of his shields, deflecting the first one and smacking it to the side. He kicked the other, summoning a shot of darkness in his hand and tossing it, destroying the first monster. The second charged back at him and he summoned his Keyblade for it, taking a good, practiced swipe at its jowls.