[OPEN] Holding tight what could have been

[poison_allure]

Characters:  Yazoo and whoever cares to visit him

Location: Shibusen Jail Cell

Rating: PG

Time: Backdated like whoa... Feb 14th

Description: Yazoo stews in his cage. 


Four walls and near-total darkness. If it hadn't been for the superior eyes Mother had blessed him with, Yazoo might have been all but blind in that cell. Thick and dense, no chance of sound penetrating. He  couldn't hear, sense, or smell Kadaj anywhere near. The isolation was almost unbearable.

He dragged his fingertips against the rough stone and comforted himself with the memory of breaking bones, warm blood spurting under his hands, the sweet noise of agonized screams. They had shut down his ability to transform - the treacherous witch and that awful Stien person - but he had dealt without such powers long before he had ever come to this forsaken place, and he would do so again.

If BREW didn't see fit to send them back again, then the only left after that was to play by the rules, at least until those in power saw that he was no longer a threat. It rankled badly on his pride, but all it really needed was patience. Patience, and the ability to deceive, two things that Yazoo excelled at.

All he could do was wait.

Comments

[recitings]

"My feet might have had a mind of their own."

Genesis hums softly, regarding the other remnant behind those bars. Perhaps if they met in better conditions, they could have had an interesting conversation. Not as if their conversation right now was any less interesting.

"That brother of yours... is he your leader or something like that?"

[poison_allure]

"Kadaj? Hn, something like that." he agreed, not moving. His green eyes watched Genesis like a well-fed snake watching a mouse, idle and predatory. "Mother chose him to guide us to her."

[recitings]

"Have you ever considered making a decision for yourself? Something aside from seeking Mother?" Genesis braced himself although he phrased his question calmly. One can never tell what could happen with these remnants of Sephiroth, after all. Even after the years he had known Sephiroth, nothing could compare to the enigma he was now, and the enigma his remnants were as well.

[poison_allure]

But Yazoo only blinked at him, lazy and reptilian. He thought a moment, as though considering the question seriously, then asked, "What else is there?"

[recitings]

"What do you think of the war, Yazoo? Don't you suppose that the sooner we end this, the sooner you could return to where you can find Mother?" Genesis reasoned calmly, careful to not try to trigger any strong emotions from the remnant.

[poison_allure]

"If you were kept far from what is precious to you, would you truly not fight your captors and do as you were bid?" the Remnant drawled, taking in Genesis' every movement yet making none of his own.

[recitings]

"To be honest, it depends on what the situation dictates. It isn't always a matter of battling your captors. Here, we were drawn in for a reason: to help the city fight the war. Perhaps if that wish is fulfilled, every guest here would be free to return to their own world," Genesis paused, taking a breath.

"If they drew us in here with the intention to deliberately separate us from our world, then I would rebel."

[poison_allure]

"Perhaps," the Remnant agreed slightly. "Or perhaps it is all a farce to make us fight for them, and then when this war is done they will make yet another excuse as to why they cannot send us back."

[recitings]

"If that is the case, then that should be the right time to fight against them. But at the moment, I do not believe in taking the offensive-- not when their enemy does attack indiscriminately. It won't be a wise strategy on your or your brother's part."

[poison_allure]

"Hn, then we are back to the part where I know little other way to go about my life." his eyes flashed. "It must be pleasant, having been born with free will."

[recitings]

"Can't you give yourself free will? I thought you and your brother were your own people."

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"It's very easy for you to say." he blinked, nearly shrugged. "We are Mother's sons. Without her here, we are directionless, and can only act on our last orders."

[recitings]

"What about Sephiroth?" Genesis was quite aware that he does have some sway over his own remnants.

[poison_allure]

"Sephiroth created us, so we do owe him some liege." Yazoo admitted. "There is little we can do if he decides to order us about."

[recitings]

"Then will you obey him if he tells you to follow the rules of this city?"