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stoicfulmuses​:

“Tsk…” the silver haired one would then stare his golden gaze towards the other as he’d speak openly and rather bluntly. “…burned down his place. Left the old man for dead. Who knows if he even made it.” Leslie mused as he’d then nod his head at the second question.

“That’s right. I know all three of em. The Madam, Chocobo Sam and Andrea Rhodea. The Trio of Wall Market. Once subordinates of the Don. No longer do they have to deal with him.” He stated as he’d then crossed his arms. “I also know a lot of shop keepers in the area too.”

     “You don’t seem like the type for arson but I guess I judged you wrong,” Kadaj shrugged with a grin. “But... it sounds like you left a loose end there. If you didn’t see his charred, dead body with your own eyes, then he could still be out there plotting revenge.” 

     “I see, so you’re on everyone’s side.” The remnant was certainly intrigued. It had been more than luck that he’d stumbled upon such a man.

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A familiar shade of pink hair rushed past him in the crowd. Juliet didn't acknowledge him as she moved past him and through the crowd, although it looked like she was holding something to her side or perhaps holding her side altogether. She was moving as fast as she could back to her home to get to a safer place. Small droplets of blood fell from her fingers leaving a slight and unnoticeable trail on tge ground.

{I hope you don't mind me switching things up ^^}

     It was almost dizzying the way the girl had brushed past him. Kadaj had barely gotten a glimpse of her hair before she was out of sight. Yet he could not dismiss the unmistakable feeling of Mother. Cat-like eyes narrowed towards the ground. A trail... The remnant was dead set on finding her, like a creature in a hunt.

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Continued from here with @toranoya​.

toranoya:

Denzel glared as he swatted Kadaj’s hand away. “If you have then I’m going to tell Miss Tifa, and Tidus and Vaan and Zidane and maybe even that Prompto fellow and that Yazoo guy and they’ll all come and kick your ass.”

     Every name made Kadaj laugh even louder, right until Denzel got to the last one. 

     “Wait, did you say ‘Yazoo’? You’ve seen him?! Where is he, punk?” The remnant had suddenly gone extremely serious.

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stoicfulmuses​:

Handing over his cell phone, the silverette would then sigh as he’d begin to explain. “Wall Market…it’s been about the same even before all that stuff that happened.” He stated as Leslie would then sigh once again. “The Don’s influence has diminished greatly compared to how much control he had alp over the area. Now it’s but a handful of shops and I don’t think the old man will ever step foot in Wall Market again…”

“Not after what I did.” He muttered this before Leslie would then begin to continue. “The Trio are the ones that hold some influence here as well. Especially now. But other than that, not much has changed over the years…still a rough place if you don’t know what you are doing.”

     Kadaj keyed in his number and then hit the 📞 button to give himself a missed call as he listened to Leslie. “Oh? What was it you did, hmm?” The remnant leaned on his forearms, intrigued by the seeming regret in Leslie’s voice. 

     “The Trio? You’re close to them still, I take it?” Leslie was turning out to be a valuable person and Kadaj was grateful that he’d met him. The man was not only offering information but also possible links in Wall Market.

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toranoya​:

Cloud noticed Kaworu’s movements, but foolishly discounted him as a threat since the kid looked like just a school boy and not a very muscular one at that. “Liar! What do you want? And drop the act, you’re not him. I know you’re not, so let’s get on with it.” Cloud said as he drew his Buster sword and then cried out as Kaworu grabbed his wrist from behind.

“Uh uh, no swords.” Kaworu smiled as he broke Cloud’s wrist with freakish ease, an audible snap filling the room. “Perhaps we should get on with it Zackary.” Kaworu smiled as he pushed Cloud into a chair.

“What….what the hell are you?” Cloud asked as he gripped his broken wrist and stared at both of them with a little bit of fear now. He never thought that kid could hold him still, let alone break his wrist like that…

     “So quick to denounce me yet again, Cloud,” Zack teased as he looked up at Kaworu with a grin, savouring the sound of snapping bone. Kaworu truly didn’t dally or mess around. Cloud spoke with such bravado but it was clear that he was bewildered and in pain. 

     Zack slammed a foot down onto the chair in between Cloud’s legs, tilting his head up so that Cloud was straining to look at him. “It’s time for revenge, Cloud. It’s time to finally pay you back for abandoning me... for carrying on your life as though nothing mattered, for stealing my identity and the people I loved.” He grabbed Cloud’s wrist and pushed it backwards against his forearm. “This time, I won’t let you go.”

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Denzel foolishly charged at Kadaj, tiny fists swinging. "You son of a bitch! Don't you hurt Cloud!"

"My, my, what beautiful language," the remnant grinned, holding a hand out casually to catch Denzel by the head.

"What will you do if I already have hurt him?"

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toranoya​:

Cloud blinked in surprise as he saw his old friend and mentor walk into the room. “Zack…” Cloud began in shock as Kaworu too advantage by sliding around behind the other to lock the door.

Soon though, rational parts of Cloud’s mind realized that this was impossible and he tossed the box to the floor. “What is this? Who are you? I know you’re not him, he’s dead. I know. I was there.” Cloud said as he reached one hand behind his back to grip the hilt of his massive sword.

For his part, Kaworu watched the action eagerly. He’d step in if Kadaj needed it, but for now he’d watch and stand ready.

(Wow, unexpected, welcome back. :)

Kadaj didn’t need to look at Kaworu to know the man was locking the door behind Cloud. They were in-tuned with each other and on the same wavelength at this point. 

Zack didn’t even blink when the box of motorbike parts hit the floor and Cloud threw his accusations at him.

“Were you really, Cloud?” Zack said, hurt and anger in his voice. “I fought hundreds of ShinRa soldiers for you while you were in that mako-induced daze... and then you left me on that cliff to die.” 

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stoicfulmuses​:

Tech? From ShinRa? Well that was a first for the silver. He never messed with ShinRa, especially when he knew just how troublesome they could be. The thought of possibly even having to interact with that company gave him chills. ShinRa didn’t exactly have a good reputation lately. Golden eyes blinked as Leslie found himself pulling out a small notepad from his jacket. Dotting down important information was vital and this needed to be written down.

“Ten year old tech huh? Might just know a fella who could be of assistance.” The silverette mused as he’d continue to scribble down on the notepad. “That all?” He asked curiously.

     “That’s all for now,” the remnant nodded. “Pass me your phone, I’ll key in my number and give myself a missed call. You can call on that favour of yours any time you’d like.” 

     “While we’re here, why don’t you tell me about this area? What’s it been like these past few years?” That man wasn’t quite alive, so his memories weren’t always that easy to piece together. It would be useful to learn all he could from this man while he had the chance.

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themageofmany​:

“No really, between both of our stays in the labs, it shouldn’t have been possible. And when it did happen, it was seriously rough. She’s my favourite too but I don’t ever want to do that again.

“Of course we made her stop saying it! And for the record I can defend myself from bitchy mothers. And there’s not a one bitchier than me.” She humphed again. “She’s five, she’s not supposed to be able to cuss anyone out.”

     “I know it shouldn’t have been possible, but you two love each other and go at it like bunnies enough for something to have happened. And it did. Which means it could happen again! I could be uncle to yet another niece or nephew.” He cackled. “Cloud would never let you go through the ick you did again though.”

     “Precisely, she’s five and she’s gonna need to cuss out some other kid in the playground for stealing her spade or something sooner or later. Her uncle may as well add to her vocab now, that way she can get better as she gets older.”

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themageofmany​:

“No, we’re fairly certain it won’t happen again. It wasn’t even supposed to happen the first time.” She swatted his arm in response. “Don’t you dare!! You know how long it took us to get her to stop saying the last thing you taught her? Months. Cloud and I were both furious.”

     “I don’t want to say ‘accidents’ happen because she’s one of my favourite people in the world, but they do,” the remnant jested, grinning as he was swatted. “You made her stop saying it?” He looked scandalised. “How else will she cuss out people who cut into daddy’s lane or defend her mother from other, bitchier mothers?”

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themageofmany​:

(From here for @abrokenremnant )

“We just have the one, and it’s going to stay that way.” Skylar folded her arms over her chest and heaved a sigh. “Cloud took her to the doctor today. You certainly have impeccable timing, always showing up when he’s not around.”

     “Well, unless dear brother’s balls fall off, she might have a sibling soon enough,” the remnant grinned crudely. “What? You mean I missed the chance to piss Cloud off and teach your daughter another bad word?”

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“Those things aren’t mutually exclusive and waiting for you doesn’t exactly take up a lot of my time.” She joked. “You desperately need a haircut.”

"I'mnotcuttingmyhair." The declaration was made with such speed and finality that it almost sounded as though Kadaj was afraid of it. "Besides, it's just gonna grow back anyway."

He furrowed his brow a little at her earlier words. "Wait... how many hellspawn have you made with him already?"

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stoicfulmuses​:

“Tsk. Guess I thought I could help is all. Sides you seem like a alright fella. I don’t mind helping someone out from time to time. Sides, it could lead to more business if I do a good job. You just might tell your friends about that fella that helped ya out.”

Goodness. That was quite the offer. Leslie couldn’t pass up that opportunity. It wasn’t every day that he had the opportunity to have someone do some dirty work for him. Leslie didn’t have many enemies, no he was living a simple life now especially when he burned down Corneo’s place a bit back but he still knew that the old man was still around wherever he could be and so the offer was very tempting.

“We’ll see.” Leslie stated as he’d slipped his hands into his pockets. “I’ll let you know but for now, you got my attention.” He stated as he’d continue to walk forward and then slipped into one of the many alleys of Wall Market. “There’s a nice little spot over here.” He explained as he’d then stopped at a door and pushed it in.

Inside was a small quiet den, practically empty except for a bar maiden and a few other customers who were minding their business.

Taking a seat, Leslie would then sigh as he’d looked at the silver haired one who followed him. “So, what do you need?” He asked curiously. “You looking for something or someone?”

     “You are much too trusting,” Kadaj chastised with a frown at Leslie. And then he paused. Why had he even said that? The remnant needed to win him over, to use him. With an annoyed huff at himself, Kadaj rolled his eyes. “I don’t have any friends. Here or on the rest of Gaia. Your reputation isn’t going anywhere.” 

     But something about his offer to do a favour for Leslie seemed to get the man’s interest piqued. “We have what looks like the beginnings of a deal then,” Kadaj grinned as he followed the silver-haired man into the den. Leslie knew his way around better than most, it seemed. The remnant had his hackles up. He could very well be the one walking right into a trap. Cat-like eyes scanned the bar for any immediate threats but found none. When he sat across from Leslie, he was careful to do so with his back to the wall. 

     “I’m looking for... a range of somethings,” he admitted with a frown. “I need some tech. ShinRa tech. Stuff from at least a decade ago.”

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“Kadaj, where the heck have you been? I’ve been waiting for you to drop by.”

"Don't you have hellspawn to be looking after instead of waiting for me?" Kadaj hissed. Despite the tone, his expression was tinged with familiarity and warmth.

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stoicfulmuses​:

Lips curled up into a small grin as the silverette would then speak up. “Well when you still have yourself business in this place, you can never really go away even if it means it’s risky.” He stated before adding. “Sides, I’m just minding my business.” The silver haired one would say before he’d then raised a silver brow. Gongaga? That definitely didn’t sound familiar. Perhaps a place in Wutai? He didn’t have a clue. “Sorry but I’m no country boy.” He commented.

“Information huh? Heh, you’re looking at a pretty resourceful guy.” He stated truthfully. “I can get you some info. Just need to find a quiet place hm?” Leslie suggested as he would then begin to walk forward. “Come on. Let’s get a drink yeah? We can talk about what you need. And a fee too. Nothing isn’t free in this town and as much as I would like to help you even I have to make a living.”

     “Minding your own business, eh? I guess that’s how people survive here. How... fortunate of me that you don’t seem to mind jumping into mine.” The remnant was less than pleasant, but somehow glad that Leslie was sticking around.

     “Don’t have any gil on me.” None that he was willing to spend yet, truthfully. What was left of that man’s accounts had to be carefully portioned until he could unlock the rest of it somehow. “How about I offer to do you a favour? Get rid of someone you want gone,” he offered, staring up at Leslie cryptically. “That’s a generous offer if I do say so myself, because I was never planning to pay for my information to begin with.” There was something dangerous about the remnant who had nothing to lose. He was planning on simply letting his informants live if they coughed up information valuable enough for him. 

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stoicfulmuses​:

“Tsk… not the type of person to let someone who had nothing to do with my problems get killed for em.” Sure people would certainly take advantage of a doppelganger but Leslie didn’t have it in his heart to do such a thing. Even as a subordinate to the Don of the Slums several years ago, the silver wasn’t as cold blooded as the others he worked with. Lips curled into a small frown at hearing the stranger speaking and then he found himself shaking his head. ShinRa? He didn’t have beef with them. No, Leslie wasn’t that much of a big shot. “Heh, the company? I don’t got any beef with em.” The silver retorted as he’d then add. “Look.” He mused as he’d pointed out to his cell phones screen and showed him a map of the area. “Just avoid this part of the area. Lots of shop keeps that are too loyal to Corneo, they see you and confuse you with me and well- you’ll probably end up dead.” The silverette mused as he’d then sighed. “Watch yourself. Wall Market isn’t a great place to be. Especially if it’s your first time.” The silver stated as he’d then ask. “…do you need any help finding anything? I used to be here every day for a couple of years, I might know where to find stuff you’re looking for.”

     “Then you must be one in a million,” Kadaj said dismissively. How was this man so... ugh... nice? “Not that I couldn’t handle any trouble that came my way.” The remnant was always itching to beat people up. Too much energy, to few outlets.

     Not wanted by ShinRa? Yet another peculiarity, but Kadaj figured it made sense. Someone wanted by the company wasn’t likely to be up an about anywhere near a crowd. He’d have been found way too soon.

     He peered over at the map. “Bold words from someone less than a few hundred feet from said shops. If you have such a bad rep, why are you even hanging around in these parts anyway?” Kadaj rolled his eyes critically, “I thought someone like you would be in Gongaga or something like that.”

     “I’m looking for... information,” the remnant said cryptically. “Where does one go to get that here?” Perhaps the mysterious man would be of help after all.