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A deadly little game of Marco-Polo

Aug 04, 2009 12:43

Who: Elena | Sephiroth | Remnants (?)
When: Day 60 - afternoon
Location: Shinra Manor, Nibelheim
Rating: PG-13 / R (depending on the level of gore)
Summary: Elena finally makes it to Nibelheim and her first stop in her search is Shinra Manor.

( Pride goeth before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall. )

yazoo, elena, sephiroth

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sephiroth_san August 14 2009, 19:37:24 UTC

Sephiroth turned fully to face Elena, the bloodied cloth left in the basin and the tap weakly still dripping. As the shadows cast by the dim light shifted around the movement, the light too revealed the many reasons he had indeed stuck around after the fight ( ... )

OOC: Last post for Yazoo until I get poked so he's wndering in. So whenever you're ready poke me x33 fragmented_sinx August 16 2009, 23:42:31 UTC

The empty space in which seemed like a delusion to him dispersed as he moved his gloved hands to touch the pod and then slowly shoved it open. It allowed him enough space to get up, and get out, but the remnant remained motionless for a moment. Yes, everything he was seeing was different than before. No more clouded minds, no more questions ( ... )

((I think an opening for Yazoo to arrive will show itself soon. XD)) puisne_turk August 17 2009, 21:17:50 UTC

What the hell?
Man, did you get your ass handed to you.
I am so screwed...
Meh...not bad...I’ve seen better though.
Tseng is gonna be so mad at me.

Of all the materia that Elena knew and used, Stop was her least favorite - borderline hated - of them all. Slowing time to the point of feeling frozen in her own shoes, it made the opponent/victim helpless and incapable of protecting themselves. And if she didn't know any better, she would have sworn that Sephiroth had used a Stop matreia to freeze her in place. Her legs, now weighted down by invisible one thousand pound bracelets, kept her stationary while her arms, bent slightly at the elbows to hold her firearm level to her chest, slackened so her shot was now aimed more at the man’s middle than his chest. Her heart, however, felt like it had cast Haste and was now thumping a million miles a minute.

By Odin, he was torn up. Whatever had happened here, whoever had fought him and died - or lived - at least had the privilege of causing some damage to the infamous SOLDIER. Though what ( ... )

Re: ((not before a little *fail*tussle)) sephiroth_san August 17 2009, 21:49:43 UTC

Sephiroth's grip on Elena's gun tightened just a little as he considered just ripping it from her grasp, then relaxed just a fraction as common sense seemed to work it's way through the layers of desperation to be rid if the intruder. Even if he did disarm her, she'd probably kick him next and that might hurt. Healing scrapes did not need to be reopened thank you very much ( ... )

Re: ((...ain't my best...sorry)) puisne_turk August 17 2009, 23:32:28 UTC

Elena's mouth pursed in frustration. Yes, he looked a hell of a lost worse than he probably was. But he wasn't exactly moving to attack her, now was he? Then again, from the files, he seemed to prefer to toy with his victims before outright killing them. A mental image of Reeve, injured and rather helpless looking, made her stomach feel heavy and laden with stones ( ... )

Re: sephiroth_san August 18 2009, 07:29:49 UTC

The damn cloth was wiped once across Sephiroth's face and then folded over the edge of the basin. The not-so soft texture had irritated the deep gouge on his cheek but just this small gesture had made him feel several times cleaner than he knew for a fact he wasn't.

Not here to kill me huh? What the hell, therefore is a Turk doing here and unaccompanied. Surely they wouldn't be so stupid...but then, they did send a small army...

The thought train was interuppted as Elena mocked Yazoo. His green eyes narrowed at her and he set his jaw; controlled anger for now. How DARE she talk about his family like that. He took a step back towards her, threateningly ( ... )

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fragmented_sinx August 22 2009, 02:23:55 UTC

He was still searching for his way in, the scent of decay and rotting flesh was visible again in his nose as he got closer. He assumed that they were all dead, or barely alive ( ... )

puisne_turk August 25 2009, 13:24:10 UTC

"Damn it ( ... )

fragmented_sinx August 26 2009, 02:03:20 UTC

The long haired remnant was far beyond amused by her stunt. When he caught her eyes fixed on his glowing ones, she cried out a simple word and ended up on the floor. Well, that was certainly a grand entrance.

He was keeping his silent amusement to himself, however. The male moved quickly towards her, so that he was standing before her, with his weapon pointed at her, his glowing green eyes were quite twisted in a rather, demonic look. A smirk plastered on his face as he noticed she wasn't pleased to see him. He wasn't hoping for a nice greeting from the blond haired woman, anyhow. His gunblade was still pointed at her, as his lips parted for him to speak.

"I could say the same for you," he mused. His guard was completely up and there wasn't any way she could take him unguarded this time. He was prepared for her little tricks, and well, he also had a feeling she might know something about where Sephiroth was. She was with... the people who were Sephiroth's enemy. She wasn't here to play around and more importantly, it seemed she was ( ... )

puisne_turk August 27 2009, 14:02:12 UTC

Hazel eyes blinked furiously to refocus in the dark room. She would have been red with embarrassment if the blood hadn't rushed out of her face. Elena could have dealt with Sephiroth - she had dealt with him and knocked him on his ass, giving her time to escape. But Yazoo wasn't injured, wasn't caught off guard. He was faster and more agile than she was, and the bastard could move in narrow areas ( ... )

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