Who: Jenova, Yazoo, and Kadaj (anyone else?) When: After Jenova’s first post Location: Somewhere near Midgar Rating: PG for now Summary: Yazoo seeks out Mother after asking where she was.
Time seemed to pass, and Jenova waited patiently in the ruins of Midgar. She could feel the reactions of those foolish enough to reach back to her, announcing themselves and putting a name and face to themselves. There were a few that had ignored or overridden her call, but they would fall in line in due time. She knew where the shining stars of her children were now
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His mind merely clouded over with the thought of seeing mother. She was here, and his search would end. Then what from there? He wanted to find out what they were going to do after this small reunion. Mother was utterly close, he could feel it with every fiber of his being, her invisible pulling of his form towards her
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When their gazes met, Jenova allowed a subtle upturning of her lips as Yazoo closed the distance. She remained seated upon the rubble for a few moments before pushing herself to stand. It was such a wonderful feeling to be able to move under her own volition and with every cell moving in perfect unison. This was the most freedom that she had discovered in a long time.
The skin of her back pulled apart so that her fleshy wings could pull free. She stepped from the crumbling rubble and drifted to the ground gracefully until her bare feet touched on the cool cracked cement. Her long silver hair settled against her back soon after, and she felt herself pleased.
"Alluring Yazoo," she murmured softly. "I had no doubt that you would come. I have wanted to meet you formally for so long... too long. You journeyed quickly."
Kadaj hadn't wasted any time with following Mother's voice. It wasn't a challenge. His feet never stopped, for he never grew tired. Even if he had, the closer he got the stronger her voice, pull seemed to grow. On his way, Kadaj had noticed people traveling faster, on odd, moving things. Were they alive? Kadaj squinted his eyes, following the next group of people he saw traveling on such strange things
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He was taking in her appearance, the strange appearance of Mother, different from him, different from how he looked, but it was Mother, the one that he had always been searching for. He was content, very content, but he seemed to lack that sort of enthusiasm, no matter how excited he was inside to seek mother out.
Yes, he did quickly make it here, without rest, without needing it. He only allowed the voice to guide him here, because he was anxious to see her, deep down. He stared at her, liquid teal green eye staring at the woman that was his 'Mother.' at least, he was able to meet her. What could he say? He was speechless, and from the beginning, he was one of few words. She kept calling him 'Alluring Yazoo,' he wondered how the name came to, but it had a sort of interesting ring to it, because it came from Mother.
"I have always wanted to meet you, Mother," he started, "That's why," he finished towards the woman that was Mother. There was no doubt in his mind, she was what he was looking for, a sense of completeness was around
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The skin of her back pulled apart so that her fleshy wings could pull free. She stepped from the crumbling rubble and drifted to the ground gracefully until her bare feet touched on the cool cracked cement. Her long silver hair settled against her back soon after, and she felt herself pleased.
"Alluring Yazoo," she murmured softly. "I had no doubt that you would come. I have wanted to meet you formally for so long... too long. You journeyed quickly."
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Yes, he did quickly make it here, without rest, without needing it. He only allowed the voice to guide him here, because he was anxious to see her, deep down. He stared at her, liquid teal green eye staring at the woman that was his 'Mother.' at least, he was able to meet her. What could he say? He was speechless, and from the beginning, he was one of few words. She kept calling him 'Alluring Yazoo,' he wondered how the name came to, but it had a sort of interesting ring to it, because it came from Mother.
"I have always wanted to meet you, Mother," he started, "That's why," he finished towards the woman that was Mother. There was no doubt in his mind, she was what he was looking for, a sense of completeness was around ( ... )
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