[Closed] A Reunion of a Different Sort
Characters: SilverSouba, shotgun_allure, and criesformom
Location: Casualty Communal
Rating: PG?
Time: December 7th
Description: The three remnants FINALLY reunite.
Kadaj jerked upright. It was that feeling. The feeling. The tingling sensation of another. "Yazoo,” he whispered. There was no time to waste! The remnant bolted from the apartment, nearly tripping as he did so.
He had only felt this feeling twice before. The first was when Yazoo originally came to the city. But he had to force himself to subdue the urge to greet his brother due to Sephiroth's interference. The second was when Loz arrived. Kadaj was in jail. No matter how hard the teen twisted and yanked at the restraints they never gave way. He had to learn to live with denying the natural compulsion to see his family. Admittedly, it had been one of the hardest things he had ever had to endure.
Kadaj pursued his target at top speed, pushing and shoving through anything that got in his way. "Move," he growled, trampling over a small child and pushing its mother to the ground. Damnit! All these people were all in his way and they didn't move fast enough!
The feeling of togetherness grew-the feeling of completion was almost there-until Yazoo was in his sights.
His brother's back was turned to him. Yet the lithe figure clad in black leather and long silver hair was unmistakable. He wanted to call his name out to get his attention. Sheer excitement transformed the name into a loud awkward cry seconds before Kadaj was within reach. He embraced his brother so hard he felt Yazoo's ribs through the thick coat. "Yazoo!" He finally managed, squeezing even harder.
Location: Casualty Communal
Rating: PG?
Time: December 7th
Description: The three remnants FINALLY reunite.
Kadaj jerked upright. It was that feeling. The feeling. The tingling sensation of another. "Yazoo,” he whispered. There was no time to waste! The remnant bolted from the apartment, nearly tripping as he did so.
He had only felt this feeling twice before. The first was when Yazoo originally came to the city. But he had to force himself to subdue the urge to greet his brother due to Sephiroth's interference. The second was when Loz arrived. Kadaj was in jail. No matter how hard the teen twisted and yanked at the restraints they never gave way. He had to learn to live with denying the natural compulsion to see his family. Admittedly, it had been one of the hardest things he had ever had to endure.
Kadaj pursued his target at top speed, pushing and shoving through anything that got in his way. "Move," he growled, trampling over a small child and pushing its mother to the ground. Damnit! All these people were all in his way and they didn't move fast enough!
The feeling of togetherness grew-the feeling of completion was almost there-until Yazoo was in his sights.
His brother's back was turned to him. Yet the lithe figure clad in black leather and long silver hair was unmistakable. He wanted to call his name out to get his attention. Sheer excitement transformed the name into a loud awkward cry seconds before Kadaj was within reach. He embraced his brother so hard he felt Yazoo's ribs through the thick coat. "Yazoo!" He finally managed, squeezing even harder.