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Better I'm the Last One Alive, Than A Soul Denied

Who: Yukari and you! (OTA, Will match format)
What: Yukari's adjusting to his missing eye.
Where: Around Hadriel
When: February 14th
Warnings: Mild violence; Mild descriptions of gore.

[A] Training

If Yukari had to admit to anything, it would be that living with an eye-patch has been more troublesome than he thought it would be. Losing his eye due to a poor choice of words and intentions, he's lost some of his depth perception to go with it. Relying on Curufin has been... odd, to say the least. Not that he isn't grateful for the Elf. Yukari's just so independent. Having to rely on anyone else is beyond what he ever expected for him. Or, at the very least, he expected to be old and weary before he would have to rely on someone. He aims to take care of the burden he's being as soon as possible, and take that stress off of Curufin's shoulders. Despite that he's been told he should probably rest until he's had the chance to heal properly.

He finds a wide, open area in the fields before he draws his sword. Already, everything feels off, as if the world had shifted left while he wasn't looking. He gives a light huff before he starts swinging, practicing the basic moves and working his way up. His skill feels clumsy, since he can't witness it from his right side for how wide his sweeps are, or where he's aiming just beyond that peripheral vision. It's fairly frustrating, actually. He pauses after a few more movements, trying to determine to see to his right side more easily. If only he had a mentor who knew how to direct this kind of thing, or an opponent to practice with, he'd actually appreciate it in this circumstance.

[B] The River

After all of that practice, he's settled himself before the water. His sword lays in the grass in front of him as he stares pensively into the water. He knows he won't be able to counteract the new depth perception problems overnight, but it still brings a soft sigh to escape from his lips. His skill in battle is part of who he is. To have to adjust to a new means... It's like having to start back at square on. That will teach him to piss off little girls with a weapons specialty, he supposes.

As someone approaches, he looks over his shoulder, on his right side. The eye patch being the first thing to meet them rather than his gaze. He's still got alot to get used to, and he mentally groans that he has to physically turn himself so he can properly see the person.

"Can I help you?" He asks. His voice may be level, but it hints at his frustration for his shortcomings.

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The man approaching is tall and wearing armor that makes him resemble a dragon, particularly the helmet. He knows by this point what had happened with Rydia, and he's... not entirely pleased about it. He's assuming this is the right person, anyway. He'll know for sure in a few moments. At least he doesn't intend to do too much harm, more make a statement and be done with it. An even trade for what he'd done. It's only fair, in Kain's mind.

"We need to talk." He has his weapon already drawn, a long lance that he holds with ease despite how heavy it appears to be.

Yukari sees the weapon in the knight's hand. Fantastic. This guy wants a fight. He's rather unenthused about this. Still, he looks Kain over, checking his mind for any memories of this guy and comes back with absolutely nothing. Not even from the memories he gained from his Double. Why Kain is looking threatening is an unknown factor to Yukari. He doesn't even bother to glance at his sword that lies beside him. If he needs to defend himself, he can get away without using it right away. And it's not the most reliable means of defense for him with the way he is right now.

He'll just wait to see what happens next.

"Do continue," he offers. He hardly sounds interested, but go for it.

Prompto had just wanted to scout the place, get a hang of the landmarks and grow familiar with it. It wasn't going to be home, but it didn't need to be something so unknown.

So focused on his camera as he was, following the sound of the river, he didn't realise he was walking into someone who was already there. Which is why he immediately stops at the question, taking a step back.

"S, Sorry," he stumbles for words, fidgeting with his camera in his hands, eyes on the stranger. "I was just exploring. Didn't mean to startle you."

What he does next depends on how the stranger reacts.

Yukari eyes the camera in Prompto's hands. Is this kid one of those annoying tourist-types or what? Well, it's not like Prompto is giving off the annoying energy bomb with a million questions that tourists seem to be known for. If anything, the kid seems kind of timid for having run into Yukari in the first place. Yukari grabs his sword off the ground, using it as leverage to pull himself up and then dusts himself off.

"It's fine, I suppose." It's not like he was doing much more than just sitting there and being miserable anyway. He sets his free hand on his hip. "You must be one of the new kids." He's noticed alot of them lately, actually.

He's actually debating how much he wants to troll this kid, just to get his mood up. He's trying to think of a possible tour that won't require him to fight if they run into trouble.

Prompto hopes so; he doesn't want to intrude in anyone else's time or space. Besides, the man has a weapon, and he wonders vaguely if he should be careful--at the very least wary. Still, this being Prompto, he doesn't perceive anything harmful, dangerous about the man, much like he's sensed from others like the imposing Ravus, clad in armour, or the mysterious Ardyn.

So, all he can do, is start at the statement.

"Yes! I arrived a few days ago. Still trying to catch my bearings..."

He's got a cut on his temple stitched up, and the later healing of bruises and cuts on his pale arms and face. Clearly, he's already been around a bit, to the clinic at the very least.

"My name's Prompto."

"Yukari Mishakuji." He straps his sword to his back after he's decided he's going to remain standing and probably not going directly home. Besides. He's been cooped up for two days for recovery. And being mothered by the Elf, he needed a break from that (sorry, Curufin). The fresh air is doing him some good.

"Ah, so that's why you're exploring. You recieved a phone when you arrived here, right? There's a map, a GPS, on it that you can use to find your way around." He remembers Pell showing it to him, not that he ever really needed it. But, on that note, Yukari pulls his own phone from his pocket to show Prompto what he's talking about. Besides, if Yukari looks at the varying locations, he might think of the best way to mess with Prompto's head. He moves himself to Prompto's side so he can follow along by watching. "See, this points out your location, and you can always just follow the map wherever you want to go."

For how low-tech the Gods are, he's actually fairly impressed with the GPS setup.

"You know what you did." Kain narrows his eyes, looking him over, wanting to be sure he has the right person. He would feel quite guilty about attacking someone undeserving. But he's very sure that this is him. This is the one who'd fought Rydia, and that kind of behavior can't be tolerated. It'd be one thing if they were back home, where it's easier to avoid people. It's more of a problem when they're confined together in a cave like this. He needs to make a statement about this.

Kain steps a little closer, adjusting his grip on his weapon. "But perhaps you're in need of a little reminder? I'm of the belief that all wrongs must be paid for... including yours."

You know what, Yukari's thinking he's going to go ahead and grab his sword after all. This guy is way too serious for him to be comfortable with in his current state. He reaches out, placing a firm grip on the sword's sheathe, crackling Green Electricity around it as he slowly pulls it closer to himself.

"So, let me get this straight: You say you want to talk, only you aren't going to tell me? Sure, that makes sense."

He uses his sword for leverage as he gets himself off the ground and takes a step back, putting space between himself and that lovely weapon Kain seems to have. Despite the Electricity, despite the smirk forming on his face, he keeps his sword sheathed.

Man, he should have stayed home today. Curufin's not going to like it if he comes home with injuries on his first day of being able to walk without crashing into things. And that was barely passable as it is. He mentally takes a breath, keeping his gaze steady on Kain before him. Maybe, just maybe, he's bluffing.

It's a peaceful day by Hadriel standards so Pell's walking along the water on his way from the clinic to the garden, his bag slung over his shoulder. He's still trying to come to terms with the mess that his double made of things, to mend ties with the people he cares for that might not trust him now, knowing what he can do. Mess might be too generous a term, really, it's more of a disaster. He sighs, shifting the strap of his bag and walking a bit faster. He'll feel better when he's busy again.

Around the other side of the central bridge, he finds Yukari. The memory isn't his but Pell recognizes him all the same, slowing to a stop beside him. And noticing the patch -- that certainly wasn't there before.

"Yukari, isn't it?"

After a moment longer, Yukari recognizes the Har. His expression softens to more of a light smile.

"Oh, Pell-chan. It's been a long time." Yukari remembers Pell as the one out of the entire group he actually enjoyed the company of. Although he's unaware it was the Double he had the pleasure of meeting, there was an air given that attracted Yukari's attention. He pulls himself off the ground, picking his sword up to greet Pell properly. "How have you been?"

"It's been no time at all, seeing as we haven't actually met." He holds a hand out, though, looking to shake, trying not to focus too rudely on the eyepatch as he wonders what happened. "Not terrible, since the doubles are gone. I'm dealing, I suppose."

Yukari picks up on the implication rather quickly.

"Oh, I see. That was your Double then? Quite the charmer. Though, I do suppose that's why there seemed to develop a tension between the others not long after your arrival. Or... A different kind of tension." Yukari chuckles. "I'm afraid it was already tense when I arrived."

He reaches out and politely shakes the hand before him, noticing Pell's glances. He gives a rather humoured smile and a mildly dramatic pose. "What, is it not fashionable? I'm afraid they didn't have anything more aesthetically pleasing in the shop."

His tone is teasing, but not offended.

"Fine, so it's about more than talking... it's about making you pay. You really haven't figured it out why yet? Then let me remind you. You harmed someone recently... someone who I consider a friend." It's rare for Kain to even admit that, calling someone a 'friend', but... it's true. They may not have been especially close back home, but they'd traveled together quite a bit, and he'd come to trust and like her.

Kain watches the crackling electricity, eyes narrowed as he takes in what the other is likely capable of. Thunder-element can be a pain, but he'll deal with it. "This is for Rydia... this... is revenge!" With those words, he jumps, soaring up from the ground and high into the air, before descending fast with his lance aimed toward Yukari.

Yukari has to glance over Kain for a moment to remind himself that this guy isn't from his world. If he was from home, then yes, he could definitely understand. He's taken alot of life and hurt alot of people. But he's done remarkably minimal damage here without having a King to serve, and his blood lust has only come out for a select few. Yukari tries to think of who he hurt.

"You mean Tina? That brat did more damage to me than I had her. I don't know how you can call that heathen a friend. Do I look like I'm wearing this eye patch for giggles?" He's thinking that's the only person he's managed to succeed at hurting here. Perhaps this Knight is one of those overly chivalrous sorts and sees the attack of children a sin.

Watching Kain jump sky high for his attack, Yukari chuffs a laugh.

"You're making this too easy. Best you destroy yourself with your own temper, then."

Yukari erects a near-Colourless wall above him for defense, hoping that the Knight will splatter himself into it.

"If I wasn't already injured, I might have played with you more. You amuse me."

Prompto's really going to forget that name easily. "Yukari, Yukari..." he's going to try his hardest to remember it though, repeating it quietly to himself for a bit, all the while watching the other and listening to what he's got to say.

The blond tilts his head, bringing out his phone, and but nods at the explanation.

"Yeah, I got an idea on how it works. It's similar to what I have back home, but there's something different to seeing it in person to seeing it on a map," he doesn't mean to sound like a know-it-all about it. In fact, he's grateful. "Thank you for showing though."

He smiles, pocketing his camera instead, and tapping around his phone to see if he can, actually, find a nearby location to go to next.

Kain falls onto the wall, growling for a moment as he does, but quickly getting into a roll to get off of it. Bad landings are all just part of standard dragoon training- you have to know what to do in the event it doesn't work out so well. So he ends up landing nearby, once he's off that wall, and swiftly carrying on with the attack. He whirls his lance just so to unleash a Cyclone, the swirling winds aimed at his opponent. While the wind is raging, he charges in to stab his weapon toward his opponent.

"There's nothing amusing about any of this." His tone is cold, and there's overall a cold, deliberate purpose to his anger, not the senseless burning rage type of anger. He's here to make a statement, after all, send a warning. "There's nothing amusing about you harming my ally... and no, you have the wrong person. Don't you even remember the one you hurt? Rydia?"

Yukari's eye widens as that Cyclone heads toward him, trying desperately to jump back from it, getting grazed across his chest from that weapon.

"How can I remember hurting someone I've never met!?" he yells. For as cold as Kain's tone is, Yukari's is equally heated. He's not usually so easily temperamental, but he'll be damned if he allows himself to be injured after surviving that ordeal with Tina, much less over someone he's never seen. Screw this, playtime's over! Yukari charges his Green Aura, digging his sword into the ground and slamming out a charge of Green Electricity in all directions, enough to make the earth quake with the pulsation.

The last time he used that attack was against Sans' Clone. But bone is a poor conductor. This Knight, on the other hand, is flesh covered in armour. Perhaps this will allow him to level the playing field.

When the wave of Electricity subsides, Yukari yanks his sword back out of the ground, wavering slightly as he heads toward the Knight. He does not look pleased.

"I'm feeling generous," Generous used so loosely right now. A glimmer of a memory crosses his mind of his Double saying that to a green-haired girl. He'll just have to figure that out later. "I will give you the opportunity to leave."

He feels his muscles trembling as they struggle to sustain him. But outwardly, he's giving an elegant pose, his sword extended like a fencer. The point is to bluff his way out of this.

Yukari finally dawns on an idea.

"You should really check out the interiours of the Temples. If you let the Gods know you're here and that you want to help them, they're certain to give you some good luck to help with your stay here."

The Temples are mostly harmless. ...Mostly. But, places like Fear's Temple will hit you with your most traumatic memories that will give you nightmares for a month or two. He pockets his phone, waiting to see if Prompto is gullible enough to buy it. He's sure Fear would appreciate it.

While he may be safe in the air, when Kain lands on the ground, he ends up caught by the electric power of that attack. The ground shakes and he cries out as the current strikes him. Ugh... unpleasant... But he can't let it hold him back for long. Kain takes a few deep breaths, steadying himself before shaking his head. No. He'd come here to prove something, and he's going to make sure that happens.

Even if it means he ends up taking some damage at the same time as dealing it out. It'll be worth it, to him. As long as he gets this person to stop bothering Rydia...

"I'm hardly about to leave yet... I was only just warming up!" He jumps, getting airborne again, spinning downward for another aerial attack. After landing, he follows up with some more swift strikes of his weapon. He's definitely not messing around. "I won't leave... until you swear you'll leave Rydia alone!"

Yukari gives an exasperated sigh as he tries to deflect most of Kain's attacks with his sword. His balance and depth perception make this extremely difficult. If nothing else, he has to give Kain credit for attacking him at his most vulnerable. A popular battle tactic. Yukari's completely on the defensive, and his blind side causes his arm to get cut with a blow he meant to block with his sword.

He swears to God, Curufin will never let him out of his sight again at this rate. He tries to switch to the offensive, after deflecting another attack, he swings his sword out in a wide sweep.

"And will you really leave me alone if I say that to be true?" He seriously doubts it, but, y'know. If the Knight will stop trying to maim him, he'll claim nigh anything at this point. Easy enough to make the promise when it's someone he doesn't even know.

All this time, Prompto wasn't sure he wanted to check out the Temples just yet. At least not alone, is what he tells himself. So, at the offer of having a guide of sorts--someone who has been here for longer and knows the lay of the land better--his thoughts on how he needs to be a little wary crumble just as easily as the provided offer.

"Why not," is what he says with an air of casual indifference, not knowing what Yukari's intentions may be. "I think I wanna be on good terms with them if I can."

Though he knows he's assuming things, so he asks, just to clarify. "Would you... come with, or...?"

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"Sure, I'd be happy to come with." It's as if he's gotten an invitation to watch this kid suffer. Yukari can take a couple more months of nightmares for this, just to see what's in Prompto's head when they enter Fear's Temple. "Which one would you like to see first?"

This kid is so easy, it's a blessing. And, well, if he wants someone to hold his hand to lead him to the edges of Hell, Yukari will volunteer straight up. What's a little emotional trauma? This is harmless fun.

"Dunno," his answer is easy, pocketing his phone and focusing instead on his camera's functions. Prompto is being honest, because he really doesn't know how many gods are here, nor how many temples there are. It was the same back in Eos; he had a vague knowledge of things, but he never made an effort to conscientiously go and pray for any of the Six.

It's after a short pause with which he amends, "as in, I dunno how many there are or which ones are there to begin with."

Perhaps Yukari could lend him a hand on that aspect.

Kain takes advantage of that moment to get on the offensive, seeing that the other man seems to be at a disadvantage in some respects. He lunges yet again with that lance, not holding back or relenting. Yet again, he spins the weapon, and yet again, there's a dangerous gust of swirling winds in the form of a Cyclone.

"You have my word. If you dare bother her again... you'll answer yet again to me."

He pauses, lance poised to strike again, ready to see what his opponent will do. He's definitely appreciated the challenge for its own sake, in a way. If he weren't here for such a specific purpose, he might even enjoy the fight for its own sake.

Yukari barely manages to swing his sword out against the lance, attempting to cause a recoil. Yukari's sword is lighter, so he'll have the advantage to bounce back faster. He takes a few steps back from the Cyclone, trying to analyse the best defense at this point.

In the pause, Yukari breathes out, sword held to strike as though he's waiting for the man to attack again. When the pause prolongues, Yukari slowly, apprehensively sets his sword back down to his side, keeping his eye fixated on Kain.

"Then you have mine - I swear not to bother this Rydia-chan in exchange to stop this quarrel."

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