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The Remnants of Sephiroth | His allure, will, and strength.
A New Alliance
Most amused at his overprotective ways, Lumina would surely have some fun toying with his mind. Running at the man, it was exhilarating to see the rapid change of expressions from a calm and docile face to one whom was ready to scream if Lumina so chose to attack. Her body vanished just before she had made contact - just reappearing behind his back to get a chance to tap into his mind. "Now now.. it’s not good to be so hard on yourself. Compliments do ones mind well, didn’t ya know?"
Jumping back to remain out of reach from such a strong man, she slowly descending back to the demolished ground and landing on some obscure chunk of rubble. "I smell weird? I smell lies.. You most certainly do not look busy SIR."What she wanted, was a new alliance to be formed, and judging by the looks of this brute he wasn’t about to give something like that a thought without a good sense beaten into him.
Upon her sudden advance, Loz prepared to strike. He lifted his gauntlet, widened his stance, smirked just as he started to swing his fist forward-- but then she was gone? His cat-like eyes were widened in surprise and, confused, he quickly twisted around to face where he heard her voice resume. He swiped again with a firm, bone-crunching upper-cut... only to have it evaded yet again.
Huh. So perhaps this game wouldn't be so boring after all.
Though his lip was curled in disdain of not landing a hit, his gaze was all the more intent now. Toys that broke too easily weren't any fun. But a challenge? He liked those.
"I am busy," he insisted with a huff. "We're busy. Somewhere around here--" he nodded toward Edge with a lazy tilt of his head, "-- is where they're hiding Mother." Then, as though realizing something, he furrowed his brow and fixed her with a glare. "Do you know where she is?"
Elena lifted her head, her vision blurred as she stared at the outline of the man before her. Upon realizing who it was, she shrank back, her insides feeling like they were beginning to twist up. As if ‘belonging’ to one remnant wasn’t enough, now another one if it’s freaky little gang of psychopaths had decided to grace her with his presence.
Was Kadaj sending in reinforcements for her remarks, was this just a further part of his sick game?
The remnant smirked to glance down at her as she cringed away. Another fragile toy to break, then? She even seemed small enough to snap in half. Ah, wait, she was... familiar. Smelled familiar, anyway. Had they played before? With the ever-restless flex of gloved fingers, Loz snorted in something like disappointment.
"You don't look like you'd last too long."
"...We beat you before, didn't we?"
He sounded smug, of course. No one was a match for him and his brothers and they'd all do well to remember that.
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A New Alliance
Snickers could be heard from the girl whom leaped from one damaged building to the next. They way she moved was almost whimsical, but with an absolute amount of precision to make sure he was watching. Being the witch of her generation allowed her to pull off the most mind numbing illusions one could imagine. Lumina’s posture was most stoic, and with one fluttering motion of her optics her body was allowed to walk down the side of a building, as if the world had been turned ninety degrees; but it didn’t.
"Hmph, well you of course."
With one last leap she made it to the grounds in which the silver haired man had been so ready to strike her. The amount of hate was unneeded, even if the mage knew as to why he acted this way.
"What makes you think I was talking to someone else?"
He observed her approach like a predator watches ever-agile prey. He had already decided that she looked too delicate, frail, breakable; a doll with limbs so easily detached when you tugged hard enough. Not one to enjoy dolls, Loz scowled further. Where was the fun in breaking a toy too fast? But the way she moved down the building - stepping so easily down its face - had him tilting his head with a chance at curiosity. Maybe there was more to her than met the eye. Not that he was going to admit this until he could see how hard she fought back.
"Pretty is a stupid word."
"What do you want, anyways? We're busy. And you smell... weird."
His nose wrinkled a little as he gave her a less-than-impressed glance up and down.
His brows would furrow in bafflement moreso anger, turning fiery hues onto the strange one who addressed him as ‘gross’. Though the feeling was quite mutual there were various other, certainly less childish, ways of expressing such and despite himself, dark lips curved upward and deep laughter sounded within his chest. It had been far too long since the Ancient enjoyed a good laugh, and after a moment’s time he would grow quiet.
"To even think I could stand idle and watch the knowledge of these lands become waste to your ignorance, such ill-bred kin—" Tanned arms raised across his chest where they would fold in casual gesture. "You truly jest, boy.”
Was the stranger... laughing at him? Loz couldn't help but look all the more confused. Enduring Yazoo's mocking chuckles was one thing, but this was some nameless wanderer who didn't have the right to so much as a snigger. His large hands curled into fists and his jaw even ventured to tighten in distaste. It didn't help that when the foul-smelling man finally spoke, it was in words that floated far, far above Loz's head.
"Tch. Whatever that means," he scoffed, rolling his eyes. "We're not going anywhere. Not until we find Mother." He started to smirk, though, reassured just in thinking about it-- about Her. "Yeah. She'll know what to do with you."
A New Alliance
Well what do we have here? Her eyes set from a distance, what was once optics of the coolest azure, was now glowing emerald. The lifestream had been embracing her pale skin as she watched a rather strong looking silver haired man from above. Unfortunately if she blew her cover now, the pastel pink hair would be a dead give away to her foreign heritage. Since the moment she stepped foot in Edge, she grew very fond if its dark ambiance.
The groaning of a tireless Bahamut soared nearby yet the mysterious guy seemed all too calm to even start to care about the beast. Lumina had her summons ready if it so felt the need to attack her. Whispering to herself, the girl tried to remain hidden.
"Hmmm what shall we do with you, pretty boy."
Even in the midst of all the chaos cast upon Edge, Loz's senses picked up on something... foreign. Not entirely, of course, but there was a lingering scent that had him taking pause to glance for where the origins might be hiding. Hunting prey was always fun.
He started following the smell of it; something new and partially obscured. Could it have something to do with Mother? Would it help them find Mother? His hands flexed restlessly and his pupils thinned further when his head tipped back to shoot a glare toward the overcast sky. And that's when he heard her-- saw her.
His gauntlet clicked into place and his lip curled into a snarl. Even a whisper couldn't escape his keen, if clumsy, senses.
"Hey! Who're you calling pretty?"
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"…Huh?"
The remnant blinks and glances down at the slight inconvenience of teeth biting hard into his thick forearm. The leather helps dull the sensation further, so it’s not really a matter of pain as it is a matter of pride. The toy wants to play rough, huh?
Loz smirks, grabs her by the hair, and tugs her free to fling forcefully aside. "You’re annoying," he taunts, activating Dual Hound and preparing to lunge into an attack.
"But now it’s my turn."
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"Why, what do you mean?" Ienzo asked, softly. “I gave them the information they wanted then they left."
Snorting, the remnant tilts his head back in a way that tries to resemble how his brothers stand when they want to look particularly condescending.
"Yeah. Boring."
"What'd you tell them?"