Let Me Hear Your Battle Cry (Yuffie, Open)

[sisilaya]

Same could not be said for the red haired woman. She sighed, frustrated, but glad the remains were now buried deep underground. She had blinked in surprise at the man's earthly powers.. she had never seen such a thing. This new world was full of surprises it seemed.

"Perhaps should have thought of that before you killed them.." She muttered softly, crossing her arms over her chest.

She just couldn't stand futile deaths. Sure she was no saint, she had her fair share of blood on her own hands, but she never attacked anyone unless she was attacked herself. Or unless they were scum the world was better rid of, like that man where she blew a bullet through his brain when she found him feeling up a small girl.

She took in the silver haired man's looks for a last good time. Something about him was uncanny, she had never seen eyes as such before.. so.. hallow. And she had thought she had seen about the worst. The man's skin seemed to be far too smooth to be even humanly possible. After Kyrie she had not thought too much about young people with white hair, but his almost looked like mercury, it's shine reflecting in the sunlight. Eerie. The man was more then skilled with his gun though from what he had seen, and so she was not in a hurry to fight him. He had killed those men in such a short time she was baffled by it. She knew for experience it took -a lot- of training to be able to pull that off.

The gave the other brown haired man to her side another glance, her soft green eyes scanning him. He was trying to talk things right, perhaps calm the man. But she had the feeling it wasn't doing much effect to him.

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"So long as you decide not to pick a fight, I'm sure we can." Yazoo replied to the brown haired man, a touch of a grin playing across his face. It was not a completely nice gesture, however, for there was a certain feral element shining in the green depths of his eyes. It was a challenge, really, saying Mess with me and you'll be sorry.

At the red haired woman's remark, he let out a snort of dry laughter. "One tends to not think of little details in the heat of battle. I'm not one to be hesitant about dealing with those who wish to do me harm." His voice still retained its velvety tone, not portraying any emotion besides a faint amusement.

[sisilaya]

The woman wasn't sure she trusted that look on him, but she kept quiet even though her eyes were showing clear defiance. She wanted to stand up to the man's mans words, but trial and error made her use her head in these type of situations. The scars on her body under the leather suit were a clear enough reminder for her.

"I do not hesitate to defend myself either if attacked. But from what I saw, those men didn't mean you real harm. You could have simply avoided them."

She sighed softly and slumped her shoulders. She knew it was a losing battle she was fighting, so why was she even bothering. "He's probably not even listening, heat of battle my arse.." she muttered softly, more so to herself.

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Leon watched the exchange between the two, noting the subtle variations in their dementor. Standing a bit off from the two, having only reciently come to the scene, Leon quietly stepped back a few paces, looking about, more out of habbit then of suspiscion. No one was coming, no sounds of shouting, no running feet. Strange, but then again, it seemed to be a stroke of luck. No one was shooting arrows or throwing spears at them, another good sign. To him, it seemed that the area was... empty.

Raising a brow, Leon returned his attention to the two before him. Now that there was no real reason to fight, Leon nodded his head at the remark the man made. "Glad to hear it, friend. Iffin' your ever looking for a partner, then come and find me. I'm not truly that hard to find." Leon said, a smile creeping onto his lips. "And you, m'dear, I'm glad that no one else got hurt. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be on my way. I've got fairly important things to attend to." Leon said, bowing slightly. Focusing on the energies around him, Leon warped off, back to the outcrop of rock he had reciently been lounging on, gathered up his things, and then warped again, back to his ship.

Once inside his ship, Leon went directly to the cockpit. He engaged the engines and brought the systems that opperated and maintained the ship online. Soon, the engines were warmed up and Leon brought the ship into the sky, the engines pumping forth light and heat. Out of the gullies near Wutai, Leon's ship could be seen easily from a long way off. But, soon, it was nothing more then a speck in the sky, and soon after, vanished from sight completely. Leon was still in the local vacinity of Wutai, but out of reach by most means. He would keep an eye over the area by deploying several search drones, but he was making his way back to Midgar. He needed a drink bad, and the presence of some of his friends to reassure him that things were on the right path.

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