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Who: Kadaj & Yazoo
Where: Dissimulo
When: Uncertain?
Rating: PG
Summary: Kadaj and Yazoo have their own Reunion
The Log:

Flashes of unfamiliar memories ran rampant in the remnant’s mind. There were doctors—no, not just doctors, they were scientists. They surrounded him, various medical instruments in hand. The bright light shining directly into his eyes had given him a headache. That was all he could recall.

Yazoo forced himself to focus on the here and now. Those memories would have to be dealt with later. What needed to be done now was to locate his missing brothers. He studied the device that had been left nearby. It was clearly some kind of communication technology, though he dare not turn it on. Who knows what it truly was? Or who was monitoring it?

Using his weapon of choice, Velvet Nightmare, Yazoo took quick aim and shot the unknown device. It did not shatter, nor even have the tiniest of scratches. Somehow it was bullet proof. A long sigh escaped cool lips at the unsuccessful attempt. Rather than waste energy and time on it he uncaringly left it on the filthy dirt ground, where it belonged.

If Yazoo were to find his brothers, especially Kadaj, he would need to begin interrogating. First and foremost, he actually needed to find someone to question. The middle remnant kept the gun blade out just in case, and he headed north to find a city that wasn’t in such terrible conditions.

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He'd been on his own for some time now. A little over a month. It was the longest he'd been without his brothers. Without the sense of mother. It was solitude in a way he'd never known it. And he hated it.

But no matter how he felt the time kept growing. Minutes ticking, days passing. It was as if the world didn't give a damn. ...Well. He'd just have to change that.

Somehow.

He didn't have a plan yet, but it'd come to him. The least he could do for now was wander and look for trouble. Contemplate doing something truly horrific to wake up all the fools in this place that he wouldn't abide by their boring expectations. It was during one such wandering as this though he found something thoroughly abnormal. If only because it was expected.

He pulled to a stop, souba naked in one hand trailing the blood of monsters who had been unfortunate to cross his path.

"Yazoo."

So one of his brothers returned to him. He knew they couldn't be kept apart for too long.

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At the call of his name, Yazoo came to a complete stop. He stood perfectly still, except for the small curve that grew in the corners of cold lips. He knew who it was. How could he not? The sound of that voice was familiar to him. He had heard it in joy, sadness, and frustration. It was true then—Mother would not keep them apart forever. It was a relief, to say the least.

“Kadaj,” Yazoo replied smoothly. Weapon holstered, he finally turned to face his younger brother. He took elegant, yet confident, steps toward him. The bloody double bladed katana Kadaj held was not an unusual sight. In this case, it was a welcome one. “I see you’ve been having fun.” The middle remnant evenly teased. It was good to see him. Good to see that the scientists, or whoever those people were, did not alter Kadaj in any way. Doing so would only insult Mother, and Yazoo refused to let such audacity go unpunished.

He lolled his head to the side and his eyes panned just over his brother's head. The inquiry was there. Yazoo did not need to ask it. Where were they? What were their plans? He knew Kadaj would give him all the answers soon enough.