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Who: Yazoo & Open
What: Dealing with the outcome of C&C breach.
When: Guess.
Where: Around.
Warnings: Angry Remnant is angry.

His sense of stability has been interrupted. His family has been targeted. Yazoo isn't one who likes to feel helpless and so he is dressed in black leather again, wandering the halls, his pistol within easy reach. At least he doesn't have it drawn and cocked - for the time being.

But someone should probably talk him down before he does something stupid.

Every once in awhile, he pauses and brings a gloved hand to the side of his head, wincing. Memories are hitting him like bullets and he is doubting...his happiness. His contentment.

Brother is asleep. Vincent is asleep. Where is the one responsible so he can give them what they have earned? Where?

"Come out. Face me. Why did you leave me behind again?"

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He's on this deck because he can't sleep, so he's been wandering. He hears Yazoo before he sees him.

"Hey... You okay?" Because Yazoo does not sound okay.

He jerks at the familiar voice and...

Runs to Jesus. Climbing onto the deck, he settles beside his Warden, posture stiff.

"...Kadaj won't wake up."

"What? Where is he?" He asks, kneejerk response to worry. But he reminds himself, comas happen.

"...the clinic..." Yazoo had thought that the best place for him even if the place gives him the creeps, "Vincent is asleep too."

That's two of Yazoo's support system down. He looks at him, frowning. "Do you want me to go check on him? My boyfriend went into a coma once... I know what it looks like. I know they come back from it."

"...every single time?" he questions softly, meeting Jesus's gaze intensely, "Vincent is in his coffin in his cabin. I've been going between them, but nothing changes. They don't answer."

"Every time since I've been here. I've never heard of anyone not waking up." The news Vincent sleeps in a coffin is both surprising and not at the same time.

"You must be missing them a lot right now though."

"I've never been without Kadaj." not for long anyway, "Loz isn't here and Aerith... She will be back soon. I wanted to look after things while she was gone."

And now this.

"Did I fail?"

"No," he says, resting a hand on Yazoo's shoulder. "No, you didn't fail. We'll keep looking after the greenhouse for her. I know how to keep plants alive even if I'm not as good at it as she is."

"But..." the people.

The people matter more than the plants, don't they?

"They just have to wake up, that's all." he decides, lips in a tight line, "I'll find a way into Vincent's cabin."

"They'll wake up. They will." He hesitates. "Did Vincent use magic to seal his door?"

"I've only gone in there when I was invited." because...respect.

"I can break it down." with a few kicks or punches. Yazoo is made for hard hits.

He nods; that makes sense. "I could get the lock open--I just don't want you to get hurt. I can't do anything against magic yet."

"I won't let you get hurt." Yazoo promises, standing up taller, turning just enough so the one wing stitched into his jacket is visible, "No magic can stop me."

He looks up at Yazoo and nods. "Let's go check on him, then."

He hurries back into the ship, barely pausing to breathe until they are standing outside of Vincent's door.

"...wanna try first? Otherwise it will be damaged."

"I've got it," Jesus promises. He reaches up, testing the tension of the lock--

And finds that the door is completely open. So he opens it to Yazoo. "After you."

Welcome to Vincent's cabin. One main room with an 'open' concept between kitchen and living room and four doors. One a bathroom the other three probably rooms.

Other than several modern appliances in said kitchen space, the place has a vibe of a manor, complete with lovely antique, red upholstered furniture and soft lighting; electric or the Barge equivalent but with the aesthetic of turn of the century oil lamps.

There is going to be one door that is shut and firmly locked (and a sight more difficult to breach if someone gets a chance to try). But the bedroom doors arw probably open.

One has an actual bed. The bed may or may not be occupied by a certain four legged guardian. The other has a simple, unadorned coffin with the lid on. Definitely occupied.

Yazoo giggles and slips into the room, quieting immediately. He peeks into the bedrooms and points out Red XIII. There is no reason to wake him~ The room with the coffin draws him and he kneels down by said odd piece of furniture, pressing his ear to the lid.

Hello~ Is anyone in there? Vincent, probably. So he really does sleep in there.

"Why the coffin? I never asked."

Edited 2025-06-12 12:36 (UTC)

Cloud's working on a repair in one of the corridors when Yazoo rounds a corner looking...like that. Cloud stands from where he's crouching, wrench in hand, to intercept him, looking concerned.

"Hey. What's wrong?"

He can't look at Cloud directly, ashamed that he was unable to protect his brother. Vincent. And Aerith too. She wouldn't have gone away if things were safer, right?

"Brother is asleep. He won't wake up."

His face falls. Not Kadaj, too...Cloud doesn't like the timing. Aerith, Vincent, Nanaki, and now this? Something isn't right. Something Zhao Yunlan said to him way back when he first arrived has stuck with him all this time - people who fall into Barge comas seem more likely to vanish. The rest are all wardens, but Kadaj?

If Kadaj vanishes, that's it. End of the line.

"...can I see him?"

Yazoo looks up at Cloud suddenly, hopefully, green eyes peering through silver strands. He grabs onto the other man's arm and tugs on him insistently.

"He'll wake up for you!" he knows it! "You... You have to try."

What is he supposed to do as a lone Remnant? He has no idea how to exist.

"Uh--" Cloud blinks at him, though he doesn't pull away. "I don't think that's how it works." But that light of hope in Yazoo's eyes...it reminds him of the way people used to look at him when he had all the confidence in the world and knew he was helping them, one odd job at a time. When people relied on him to make their lives better, and he was there for them to do it.

"...but...I'll try." He nods and lets Yazoo tug him in whatever direction they need to go, tucking his wrench back into the tool belt Vincent gave him over the holidays. "When did it start?"

"A few days ago." Yazoo answers as he draws Cloud down the corridor and to the clinic. He can't let Kadaj wake up there, but for now, it's safer. People can help Kadaj if...

If he needs it.

However should Cloud be successful, Yazoo will carry his brother back to his room immediately.

"People say it's normal, but how can it be?"

A few days. Cloud's seen some Barge comas last just about that long, and he's seen others that lasted weeks. There's no telling when Kadaj might wake up again. Or if he ever will.

"It's not," Cloud says firmly. "It's common, but that doesn't make it normal. People don't just randomly go into comas for no reason."

They're almost there when Cloud realizes where Yazoo's dragging him off to and stops, planting his feet.

"Whoa, hold up. Kadaj is in the infirmary?" The unspoken why? is clear as day.

It's not normal. It's not. Yazoo's posture tenses further and he clings to Cloud for a few heartbeats, centering himself with a deep breath. He can't fall to pieces. Kadaj is still here, awake or not.

"I didn't know where else to put him!" he snaps, his fear reaching a feverish pitch, "What if he stops breathing? I don't know how to help him."

That last part is just sad.

Edited 2025-06-16 11:13 (UTC)

"Uh. I don't think you can get to the Admiral, if that's what you're looking for," Chase comments from where he'd been on his way back to his cabin after reading in the library. He'd paused at the sight of the guy, because even he can tell that's not a happy looking person, but he's not a hundred percent sure what he can do about it. Or if he should even try. People are not really his thing.

"Is he the one that puts people in comas?" Yazoo snaps, his lips in a tight, unhappy line, "That's the one I want to face. That's the one I want to shoot."

Multiple times. With many rounds. Haven't they more than earned it?

"Uh, maybe? He's the one in charge, anyway," Chase says dubiously, maybe surreptitiously moving his fingers into a position where he can cast something defensive in case the kid decides to actually do some shooting. He does not feel like dying today. "But as far as anybody's found out, you can't actually find him. He's either not on the ship, or not, like... physical. So shooting him isn't gonna work very well."

"Coward." Yazoo hisses through gritted teeth, slowly lowering Velvet Nightmare back to his side. For comfort's sake, he holds onto the weapon, unwilling to put it away.

"He should wake them up. They're needed." just in case the Admiral is listening in on their conversation.

"Sure he should. But he doesn't listen to us most of the time, so I doubt he'll start listening to you now," Chase says. "What are they needed for?" He doesn't even know who they are, but talking means not shooting.

Wu Xin was silent when he wanted to be, like when he was sneaking up on the fellow teenager.

It might not be the smartest thing to do at the moment, but he didn't know that. Which was why out of the blue and absolutely nowhere, Wu Xin's head poked out from behind him.

"Who left you behind?"

Yazoo jumps and turns, holding Velvet Nightmare, cocked and ready to fire in Wu Xin's direction. He only breathes and lowers the weapon when he sees the other man's face.

"...Kadaj." he answers flatly, "He's asleep. I can't wake him up."

"Sounds like what they call a coma for those on the Barge. I've heard they happen to people here every so often. He will wake up eventually and would not be harmed." He said like he knew everything about this coma without actually knowing anything about it.

He only gave the gun a quiet look but dismissed it with the next glance.

"Want this monk to accompany you instead? I can even go back to bring Snowball along." He knew the other teen liked holding the tribble.

"Do you know that for sure?" his hands shake and he glances at Wu Xin from under his silver fringed, "...yes."

Admitting his weakness isn't easy, but he doesn't want to be alone. He doesn't. Being alone is terrifying for a being that has always had the company of two brothers.

"Your tribble?" he perks up, "Are they okay? Did you figure out how to feed them?"

"As certain as things could be on this ship," Wu Xin said with a shake of his head. There were too many unknowns to say for certain, but others have woken.

"Then come, Snowball is resting in the cabin, we can take it out for the afternoon." He started to lead the way back to his cabin on the fourth floor. "Feeding it is quite easy as it is content to eat what I eat... Sometimes more." Thankfully he had a replicator that could generate food to feed it too.

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