[And suddenly, as if catching the middle of someone's sentence.] --Refusing to come with us, brother. Did you do this as well?
[The journal gets lifted up and then higher, catching the face of it's new owner as it is examined. Those green eyes and that silver hair might be familiar to some, if you know his brother.]
It doesn't hurt. [The logical
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Do come quickly, brother. [Those worrying thoughts are covered up by a teasing jab - don't be late.]
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It takes awhile, at least a good twenty-to-thirty minutes for Kadaj to find Yazoo. He makes sure to walk up leisurely, ensuring that Yazoo knew that the length of time it took was due to Kadaj's own childish antics and not his inability to locate his own kin in this new world.]
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Taking your time, brother. [He observes, knowing it was what the other would want him to do. After all, he would not want to be hasty in finding one another. Yazoo is amused at the thought, and it shows briefly on his face before it passes.]
Strangers here know our names.
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It was reminiscent to the feelings he had on Gaia about Sephiroth, about their unknown duty.
He makes a fist, leather moaning, and his feathers bristle in anger.] We were here once before. [a lengthy pause. He has trouble believing the statement, no matter what people have told him. He didn't really want to believe it.] Or so they say.
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Or these Malnosso told them who we were before arrival.
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Perhaps another here told them then. [He frowns, and releases the last feather he had pulled out of his wings.] Mother?
[But why, after everything they had gone though?]
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Perhaps. [Like a hiss. He spares a glance behind himself before changing the subject; they had time to gather answers later.]
You need Velvet Nightmare.
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