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He's content sharpening his dual blade in a quiet alley, away from most prying eyes that would gawk or screech noisily at him. He learned very well how pathetic humans can be around weapons.

a trap, such is the precarious tone in Kadaj's voice, but in reality Kadaj really does wonder what their new world could look like.

The words land and don't quite hit the volatile bomb that lay on his minefield of emotions, but a silver brow perks with curiosity. Peering over his shoulder, Kadaj offers Yazoo the chance to explore his suggestion.

❝ Oh? Now..what would that look like to you, brother? ❞

It sounded almost like ––>

It was wise not to touch Kadaj in that moment, for he would have only hurt Yazoo by pulling away from what was an affectionate notion. Ordinarily he might welcome it, albeit with some feigned reluctance as the typically younger brat might, but in that moment he was bristling with his quiet rage. ––>

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Fresh.

That must be the one thing they have in common.

Good. Sounds like she knows when not to get stabbed.

She'll be wise simply to look and not act.

(( I cackled

How flattering~

Believes he has an admirer.

foot on your throat, brother. Pulling the strings. Having you do their dirty work. ❞ The words sicken him enough that he makes a face, disliking the notion more and more.

the emptiest of threats; nothing could break their bond and nothing could pull Kadaj away from his brother, especially not Shinra.

He stands to his full height again, petulance on his face as he thinks of them and turns away from Yazoo, speaking as he does.

❝ They don’t deserve to have their —>

❝ The leash does not suit you, ❞ Kadaj hisses like it’s a secret, every syllable dripping with a disgust that isn’t for his sibling but for the wretched company that continued to find ways to ruin their lives, ❝ You belong unchained and by my side. ❞

The words have a weight to them, but it’s —>

loyalties to his brothers. His family. And what Shinra had done to Sephiroth still harbours indignation against the company, almost like a far off distance tale that had been passed down to them and he still believes in it. Holds the resentment and bitterness and rage passed from the once-SOLDIER.—>

Yazoo was right to still be cautious - Kadaj is renown for his unpredictability and he proves such when he moves closer to his brother, leaning down so they’re eye level. Feline pupils had narrowed to dangerous slits in his rage, just visible through narrowed eyes.

It’s all because of his —>

The flower girl.. she likes to . . . push her luck.

Leave my brothers alone.

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It’s quiet.

Good.

❝ Thanks.. I should be fine, ❞ Kadaj nods slightly and goes to sit quietly on his own, preferring to be away from any others. Partly that’s why he glowers like he does - to keep people away from him.

Dara didn’t know it, maybe, but he’s actually incredibly grateful for the hospitality.

5'7", colour him curious.

settle any time soon.

The weather suits his surly mood at the moment, miserable in atmosphere and attitude. Too much was on his mind and the rain isn't helping to wash it away.

Kadaj is perched atop a small building, under the cover of an umbrella, as he watches the rain pound the pavement below. Everyone rushes around like headless chocobo, trying and failing to avoid the droplets as they cascade down from the sky. A glance to the murky grey clouds tells him this won't––>

❝ Must be~ ❞