A Walk in the Woods [Kadaj]

[kadaj]

The Puppet
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At least this day couldn’t get any worse, Kadaj tried to think positively as he walked away from the hut and the thorn in his eye – Kuja. Even if he were struck by lightning right at this second, it wouldn’t be as bad as being trapped in a freaking forest of all places. A monster invested cave? Sure! An enemy research base? Sure! But a forest with happy little forest critters as butterflies and crap? That was not Kadaj’s idea of fun, not that he found many thing fun, but you know… And the fact that his travelling companion was a pompous ass hat who seemed to enjoy pissing him off a little bit too much wasn’t helping matters. What also wasn’t helping was his choice of attire. Who, pray tell, in their right mind goes around travelling in a thong? No, Kadaj still wasn’t over that yet even though he’d pretended that he was. It was just all too idiotic to make sense of, but now that he was alone, he had a moment to collect his thoughts and go over the events that had transpired today. He had been framed by an old man and his chocobo, the latter whom had stolen pretty much everything he owned, then the bird had dumped him in a forest which didn’t seem to have an end, and then he had met Kuja and now they were stuck spending the night in an old hut. Yay.

With a huff, he unsheathed his blade and lazily spun it around in his hand as he looked around for any unsuspecting creatures he could jump and slaughter just to make him feel a little better. Sadly, there didn’t seem to be anything big around. As suspected, there were only a few frogs and bunnies hopping around… hardly worth his time. But he had come here to kill, and dammit, he wouldn’t go back to the hut until some blood had been shed. The bunny he’d set his eye on merrily hopped off into the foliage, blissfully unaware of its impending doom. Kadaj stalked after it, but as soon as he pushed the bushes aside, something hit him in the face, making him blink a little in confusion as he looked around for whoever the culprit of that action was. He didn’t see anything… maybe it was just a twig?

That’s when he was slapped again, and the silver haired man could feel his blood pressure rising. Something was clearly itching for a fight… Stepping fully into the bushes and looking around once more, he held his blade up, ready to strike at anything. There was some rustling of leaves going on overhead, and then, out of nowhere, he felt something sting his neck a little, and upon turning his head, he noticed a pretty impressive sized stem hanging next to him, with one of its spike stabbing into his skin. “What the hell?!” he exclaimed as he jumped back and freed himself from the… thing. He quickly pressed a hand against his neck and then checked it to see how bad his injury was. From the look of it, not all that bad, considering there was only a small drop of blood on his glove. With a glare, he readied his weapon again before letting out a genuine war cry and practically launching himself at the enemy… who very casually pulled its stem up, making the remnant stumble and trip over a root, making him land flat on his face.

This day couldn’t get any worse? It just had. Now a freaking twig was fighting him, and embarrassingly enough, it seemed like it had a decent chance of winning too. The remnant jumped back on his feet and mercilessly slashed at the twigs over head, but that damned thing was fast, and easily dodged his attacks. Was it toying with him?! He pulled his blade back and prepared to strike again when suddenly a large amount of leafs fell from the sky and on top of Kadaj. They were sticky leafs too, and just attempting to shrug them off wouldn’t help, he had to pry them off his own skin. As he did that, he felt his blood getting sucked away again, this time from his cheek. This enemy was bold indeed. The wise thing to do was to just admit defeat and head back to the hut, but this was Kadaj we’re talking about, angry bloodthirsty Kadaj. There was no way he was going back until this enemy was destroyed.

It took the angry silver haired man a good ten minutes of wildly slashing and missing, getting covered in leafs and receiving more than a few blood sucky hickeys before he finally managed to get a hit in. Which… instantly killed his nemesis. That was a strangely disappointing end to an almost epic fight. Oh well, at least he’d managed to kill something, and considering how long this fight had taken, Kadaj actually felt like he’d accomplished quite a bit here. He was so pleased about the monster twig death in fact, that he forgot all about his hunting plans and simply walked back over to the hut. Sadly, he’d also forgotten about the fact that he had a second skin made of leafs at this point… Blissfully unaware of how ridiculous he looked, he stepped back into the hut and stabbed his blade (also covered in leafs) down into the wooden floor. When his eyes landed on Kuja, he rose an eyebrow. Was that clown asleep? Aww yeah! Real prey at last!

Casually taking a step back, Kadaj placed his hand on the hilt of his blade, but hesitated at the last second. Anyone who pissed him off this much deserved a personal meeting with his weapon, but then, what would killing Kuja accomplish? It’d make him feel somewhat better, maybe, but then he’d spent the rest of this trip all by himself, which sounded pretty darn amazing but… why was he hesitating again? With a sigh, he let go of his weapon again and simply leaned back against the wall, finally realizing that he was still covered in leafs as he began to remove them one by one with a mixed expression of disgust and rage. That monster had died way too easily, he’d planned to make it suffer. Instead, it had been a one hit kill. How disappointing. “Fucking twig…” he muttered irritably, thankful for the fact that Kuja was at least asleep, and thus unable to laugh at his frustration.

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Words: 1090
Tagged: Kuja
Location: Ancient Forest, Gaia
Outfit: Usual Outfit
Notes: He was fighting This guy by the way.