queenoflogs | Sooner or later god'll cut you down

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a_good_daughter (closed)
Date: Forward dated several days (to the future date when Reno makes her related Vine post)
Summary: Two old friends have a little chat.
Warnings: blood, violence, possible torture (will update if it gets too graphic)

It had been more bearable in the Gardens when Rude had been there with her, but now it's endlessly boring, not to mention annoying. Reno doesn't give a shit about most of the other women, though there are a few who aren't bad. The sappy sweet air of romance, though--that makes her sick.

Yet it's not as if she doesn't have anything planned. While Rude had still been present, they'd started to make a plan. To get Kadaj put away. Not to mention to show people how dangerous she was. Rude was no longer there to get her back, but Reno was going to carry through anyway. Turks always carry through with their plans. No matter if their numbers get cut down. No matter what.

First, she's got to find Kadaj. She doesn't want it to be obvious that she was looking for trouble, so she's not going to use the Vine. She's going to go out and find that pasty-ass bitch. The Garden isn't that big. It's only a matter of time. Not like she has anything better to do, right? Why not go hunting for Remnants? She'd never figured herself for the kind of girl who'd pick Remnants over romance, but it looks like that's exactly the kind of girl she is. Maybe she's crazy. No, she's definitely crazy. In any case, this, Reno knows, is ultimately going to suck. But hey, it's something to do. And she likes a good fight. She's sure she'll get in a few good blows.

That's why Reno's walking through the trees all on her lonesome out near the Wild Places, randomly tasering the local flora with her Electro-Mag Rod when she feels like it, sure to make plenty of noise as she goes. Every so often, she calls out, "Here, kitty kitty." And she doesn't mean Claire.

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[Kadaj hates being alone. It is necessary, though-- from time to time. It's necessary now, in order to observe the other lifeforms here, in order to plan her escape, in order to avoid Sephiroth, who is as infuriatingly distant and cruel as ever. Well, not entirely. But still. Sephiroth needs to learn what it is to desire Reunion. Let her miss Kadaj.

In the end, she'll revenge herself on all of them, every single one. She misses her Mother. The thought makes her head hurt. Being here makes her feel too-- human.

Kadaj is idling in a kind of dell, a shady place with a pool-- her familiar summon isn't at her side. She isn't in the mood to rub a dragon's belly just now. She rolls here eyes, thinking how much Loz would enjoy that particular activity.

The noise Reno makes is enough for an army. An army of idiots.
Kadaj lifts her head, smiling in a way that seems to bring even the air around her into sharp focus. She had meant to get around to the Turk sooner or later. But there is always now.

Kadaj coalesces noiselessly behind Reno. Her hands are empty, for the moment.]

If you're looking for your pet, look elsewhere, fool.
It was wise of you to come to me-- easier than the other way.

[She jumps and turns at the sudden sound of the voice. Shit. She'd been expecting it, but that doesn't make it any less creepy when it actually happens. Yet she keeps control of herself, doesn't look upset or afraid.]

I don't got a pet.

Wasn't looking for you either, freak. I'm investigating. Didn't even know if you were still here. You've been such a good little girl lately. Maybe you can't do much without Sephiroth on your side.

[Kadaj tilts her head, as if seeking understanding. When she smiles, it's in mockery. Black mist moves around her hands and arms.]

Is that what you hope, fool?

I don't waste my time in talk with those imprisoned here. They can offer me nothing-- and since you're without your master, I know you have nothing to offer as well.

Except lies. Do you have anything for me besides lies? Reno of the Turks?

Yeah, I'd like that. No secret there. Or I'd like it if you decide to just shut the fuck up.

That's right, I'm a dog without a master. Woof woof. I don't give a shit. Like you aren't. Looks like your master kicked you out. She doesn't need you, you know. She's the real deal, the whole package. Not just a little piece of it.

[She smirks.] Guess I'm not such a worm if you bothered to learn my name.

[Kadaj is closer without having seemed to move at all-- but not too close, not yet. Her tone is contemplative, but that doesn't mean she's calm.]

I have no master here. My Mother is my master. "She" is-- only another part, and "She" is still sleeping.

But I do have an enemy-- such as you are. One little piece of a broken whole. Poor, mortal thing.
Yes, I know your name. In this place, it's me who knows you best. Now that you're all alone.

[The distance between them is suddenly shrunk to nothing. The air seems to darken, Kadaj's eyes are bright and very close in the gloom.]

You're mine.

[Ugh, even when Reno knows what's coming, she's so creepy, and Reno can't suppress a chill. It crawls up her spine. It's instinctive.]

I know what she is. [Psychoroth.] But you ain't got no master here. Neither of you.

[In spite of her fear, she smiles. She is a Turk, after all. She knows this was a dumb idea in some ways, but it was going to happen sooner or later, as Kadaj said. They're enemies. She wants it to happen on her terms, when she's ready for it.] We got rid of your ma back home, you know. I think you're the one who's all alone. Poor little dead Remnant.

[Heat moves through her body, deep and sharp-- and for an instant she feels unmoored, free. She blinks, but there is no water filling her eyes and so nothing to fall.

Kadaj--

She resists the memory, rejects it in favor of the reality of the present moment.
Here is a target for her rage, a symbol of not a little of her sorrow. Her teeth are bared.

I can't die, Reno of the Turks. Not really. Not like you can, when you are not in this place.
But even here, you can be dead. For a little while.

[Kadaj's sword manifests, the blades shining in the gathering shadows-- and she is coming.]
Yes, you'll die. A piece at a time.

Uh, no, you're already dead and I'm alive. Thanks to President Shinra. [Of course she gives all the credit to her boss, not other spiky-haired persons.] When I get back home, that's just gonna be how it is.

[Reno twirls her Rod, more showily than is necessary. No one can say she doesn't have confidence, going up against a Remnant on her own like this.]

This place is fake. It's only gonna be a fake death for me. You know that, right? Not like your death.

[Then she wields her Rod seriously, her eyes bright. She grins. Bring on the fake death. Reno can take it. She's going to make it as hard as humanly possible for Kadaj.] I won't go down easy.

No, you won't. I'll make sure of that.
[When she comes, there is Sephiroth's fury and speed with Kadaj, making up for what (little) she lacks in grace. She smiles, her teeth bared fully now, her eyes bright and hard, pupils narrowed to slits.

She invades Reno's space, compromising her stance-- she'll twist the rod out of Reno's grip with the blades of her sword.]

Yes, it will take a long time for you to die.

[Fuck, fuck, Remnants are way too fast. She hasn't forgotten that. But she's fast, too. Maybe she's a human, but she's always been one of the quickest. She jumps back, out of the way, her rod narrowly escaping the trap of Kadaj's double blade.]

Nobody dies here. [Then she swings her own weapon fearlessly, the electrical charge pervading the air.]

Least of all me.

[It's not really a fight-- the outcome is already decided. But it feels good to push through the air, her sword an extension of her body, of her will. Reno leaps back and she laughs. Terrain is nothing to her. The smell of ozone in the air is nothing to her. She knows Sephiroth would not approve (not her, not yet), but now revenge is all. Anger floods through her, making her wild-- but it's nothing like what she knows, and this maddens her further. Her sisters, her mother-- all alone!
She slashes at Reno's legs, her torso, slices the air and cloth and-- not too much longer and her fury will get the better of her, she'll lose patience with her mouse. She'll have the human how she wants. Screaming.]

You will die.

Then I will kill you again! And again! You'll wish you could die! Crawling on the dirt that covers your miserable little rock of a planet!

Now!
[Kadaj is laughing.]

Sooner or later god'll cut you down

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