Who: Zack Fair and Kadaj
When: Backdated to the late night of the masquerade
Where: Out near the Door
Format: Paragraph
What: Surprise accidental meeting! And Zack’s a bit tipsy. Just great.
Warnings: N/A
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A million mile from home, I'm walking away. I can't remind your eyes, your face. )
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The instability, the terrible smell, the stupidity (well, that was always there)-had all come together.
“You’re drunk.” Kadaj smirked, a wide grin plastered on his face. He skipped a step and walked ahead, then turned around and walked backwards so they faced each other. “I’ve never understood why someone would willing suffocate their own brain cells and ruin their liver.”
Kadaj chuckled. He slowed down to close the gap between them. “Brother,” he said, brimming with amusement, “if you wanted to hurt yourself all you had to do was ask.” The remnant shrugged, keeping in perfect pace with the other. “I wouldn’t kill you, not unless you really deserved it. But I know where to make ( ... )
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What’s wrong?! Zack fought against the urge to say, You!, but, while he was drunk, he wasn’t stupid; fighting someone like Kadaj without his sword wouldn’t be a worthwhile venture. So, maybe, just maybe, poking the silver cat with verbal sticks wouldn’t be on this evening’s menu. Maybe ( ... )
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