tampered | LOG; ongoing

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LOG; ongoing

When; Today
Rating; PG-13 (for now)
Characters; Abel [

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Summary; Finally, Cain and Abel meet up. Cain is overjoyed at seeing his twin again but Abel is not so sure... ~~and I suck at summaries~~.
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It was another beautiful day at the City. Then again, it usually was, unless a curse day dictated otherwise. The zoo was as interesting as ever and it Cain never seem to tire of it. He acted like a kid in a candy store. The platinum blond took great joy in pointing out the animals and birds to Abel.

It was only with great reluctance that Cain managed to pull himself away from the place. Rather, it was the fact that he was beginning to feel the first pangs of hunger. Isaak should have a picnic laid out for the both of them by now.

He led his twin to the sprawling gardens of Xanadu. Cain walked ahead, humming one of Isaak’s favorite pieces as he touched a flower every now and then. He turned his head around every now and then to make sure that his twin was following behind.

“Abel~ Walk a little faster!”

His silver-haired twin was a little quieter and more solemn than usual, but Cain either did not notice, or he chose to ignore the fact. Either way, it is not surprising. After all, it has been some nine hundred odd years since he last saw Abel, and they did not part in the friendliest of terms. There was bound to be some space between the two.

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The zoo was interesting. Abel couldn't believe all the different types of animals they had there including some they had only heard of in storybooks. Thanks to Vash, he had been to Xanadu before, but still the sprawling garden left him feeling small and humble. He moved slow, looking around him and trying not to look directly at his twin.

It had been over 900 years, but every time he saw the familiar face with the soft golden hair, Abel felt his insides twist. He remembered the sight of him standing there; holding out her head like it was a piece of filth. He had been wavering for a long time, but that moment, he just came apart. 900 years worth of apart in fact.

As they came to the where the picnic was waiting for them, Abel shook himself from those gloomy thoughts and quickened his stride. He was hungry too, the meager breakfast he had managed this morning a forgotten dream.

"The food's not going anywhere," he said to his twin.

Cain paused in his tracks and looked thoughtful for a moment, before giving his twin a boyish grin. “It would if you insist on dawdling. I am famished!” He said, mock threatening that he would finish their picnic-lunch. The grin grew wider as Abel picked up a faster pace.

Those words were totally untrue, of course. Isaak would have prepared more than enough food for two Crusniks, which would mean that it was a more than modest feast. Their metabolism rate is accelerated, hence the fact that they got easily hungry.

The way the platinum blond acted was as if the tragic event never happened. Cain was unrepentant. He still thought that Lilith was better off gone. It was unfortunate that he did not manage to ‘erase’ her before she corrupted his twin with her false beliefs.

Oh well~

The blonde is absolutely certain that Abel will come to their side sooner or later. Time was unimportant to them and Cain can afford to wait.

The sight of the sakura tree came into view. The blond Crusnik could already see the splendid spread set out for them beneath the beautifully ominous tree. Cain has heard stories and none of them pleasant.

If Abel knew that the tree was supposedly cursed, he might not have approached it with ease. He raised an eyebrow at his twin’s remark about eating the food all himself, even though from where he was, he could tell that there was a lot of food waiting for the two of them. He hoped that it wasn’t all spicy dishes – while his brother liked spicy meals, Abel was drawn more to sweets and sugars.

He didn’t want to bring up Lilith or the fight in which he had thought Cain had died from. He did not want to even think about it right now. Abel had thought about it for an extremely long time, and had come to the conclusion that he had to protect those that needed protecting – the humans. He might personally find them incomprehensible at times, and they might make him annoyed, but they had just the same amount of rights as did any other species.

Stopping at the edge of the picnic area, Abel turned, his black priest robes flaring around him as he waited for Cain.

Fortunately for Abel, Isaak Fernand von Kåmpfer was an impeccable man. With Isaak, there was a plan behind a plan behind a plan. Then again, he is the highest-ranking member after Contra Mundi himself; the magician was the person that orchestrated most of the activities that the Orden carried out and was the one person that attended to Cain directly. A picnic lunch was probably he took in his stride along with the blond Crusnik’s other eccentricities. There were more than enough dishes to cater to both Crusnik’s unusual preferences.

Cain would have skipped if he was in a condition to, but alas, it has been several days since he last soaked in the special solution that kept his body in one piece. It would be troublesome to have his limbs falling off at the wrong time. The blond reached his twin’s side several moments after Abel stopped.

“It looks like Isaak as outdone himself once again~” Cain stated, his ever present smile growing a fraction wider. “Shall we?”

Hm, that name was one of the ones that Lady Caterina had warned him about. Abel frowned at his twin for a moment or two before he looked down at the spread laid out on the blanket. He doubted that the food was poisoned, but he knew he had to be on his guard for something. Maybe the silver haired Crusnik was being paranoid, but he just didn’t trust either his twin or any of the people working under him.

"It looks good," he offered at last, taking a seat on the grass and pushing his thick glasses up his long pointed nose. The food had his mouth watering, but he was restraining himself from actually reaching for anything until after his host took a seat.

Cain gave his twin a questioning look in return to his frown. Was Abel unhappy with the choices that Isaak has chosen for the both of them? They looked perfectly fine to him, even down to the desserts… or was it something deeper? The blond’s eyes narrowed for a moment when the thought of she was on his twin’s thoughts, but he manage to keep his annoyance under control.

Patience~ It is not his fault that she has corrupted his thoughts. But it seems that Abel has gotten over her, or at least placed the event behind him. There was still hope.

“It is good,” Cain said huffily, crossing his arms in mock-anger as he dropped himself next to his twin. Immediately, he reached out and pulled the plate of fish and chips from the pile. “What are you waiting for, Abel?” he said, waving his fork at his brother.

"It would be impolite if I started eating before you sat down," Abel replied after making sure Cain was starting on his plate of food. He chose to ignore the looks his brother had sent his way, instead finding and picking out a dish of coconut chicken with stewed mandarin oranges.

He munched in silence on his sweet treat, blue eyes narrowed behind the thick glasses. Abel knew without even too much thought what his brother was probably thinking. After finding out about this place’s odd recruitment policy that Cain had come from before the accident. That this would be the Cain he truly loved like a brother, not the nano-machine controlled brother he had ejected from the Ark into space.

But it looked like he was wrong with that hope.

Of course, this begged the problem of how to actually kill Cain. In his mind, Abel had planned out to simply walk up to Cain, let his nano-machines loose and hit him until Cain did not get up again. But that was in a world without his friends within easy reach of 01’s grasp. And what kind of connections did his twin have here? Who did he call upon as friends and what would they do if Abel lashed out?

Thinking, he looked up at the swaying branches heavy with their pale pink blossoms, a piece of sweet chicken held near his lips. "What a sad sound," he murmured, not realizing he had spoken.

Cain rolled his eyes. This was already becoming much too formal for his liking. It was not going as he had envisioned. He had monitored Abel through his posts and figured out that he would probably enjoy his twin’s company at present. But so far, he has been disappointed.

Were the negative elements still influencing his mind? If so, there was only thing to do. To salvage a tree, one cuts off the rot so that the rest of the tree could be preserved. But if it were the entire tree itself that was already starting to rot from inside out, there was only one thing to do – fell the tree and start anew. But now was not the time, Cain could afford to enjoy his twin’s company a little more. He was unsure whether the rot has taken hold of Abel yet. A small part of him still hopes that Abel would see the errors of his way, but his more practical side disagreed. He would hate to kill his twin, but he would not hesitate to do so if it comes down to it. After all, his mission comes first.

Cain’s gaze turned towards the sakura tree. “I find it rather soothing~ Almost like a lullaby,” he said, smiling fondly at the tree. A melancholic and haunting tune, its melody was unpredictable, but yet at the same time, it pleased the blond. It harmonizes with the tick-tock of the clock that always accompanied him. While people found it bothersome, Cain has always liked it. It was a constant, something he could predict. Such contradictions.

Abel finished off his first plate and reached for the next one – sweet and sour pork – and sighed. Lullabies were always sort of sad to Abel, as if the people who wrote them expected their children to die and wanted to make sure that there was something good before death came.

And listen to him think, he was certainly fixated on death today. Maybe it was his brother that had him going. Thinking about killing Cain was making him see death everything. And it did not help that his brother was being so strangely upbeat while he was the one being serious. After all, Abel had been spending the last ten years acting like a cheerful goof, maybe he forgotten how to be serious.

“I suppose,” he said, grabbing the nearest sweet drink. “I never liked lullabies.”

No, Abel did not. Then again, his twin did not like a lot of things. The humans that created them for one. How some words could change a person’s entire belief is still a mystery of Cain. He wielded them well enough, using them to inspire trust and loyalty to their cause if needed. The fact that Abel was affected by them only meant that he was weak.

“How have you been doing Abel? I heard that you were being sent to Istvan before you were called into the City, and I see that you have made a few friends here. I hope your stay here have been nothing, but pleasant so far.”

Cain was a chatty person, but with his twin, he had the tendency to barrage the other with questions and anything that came to mind.

Abel finished off both plate and glass of tea and sat back, looking at his brother over the thick lenses of his glasses. He didn’t need them; like the slouch he habitually walked in and his affected clumsiness, they were just props he used to hide his exceptional physic and appearance. The four of them had been created to be the ultimate humans. In a word – perfect. It was one of the things he hated about the humans that created them. As if they were not freakish enough with everything else about them.

"I am doing fine," he snapped and bit his tongue before he could lash out. Odd but his temper always was much shorter when dealing with Cain. "I've met a few people and made a couple of friends. The City has been treating me nicely."

He pushed his glasses up his nose and looked away, trying to fight down his temper. Even after all these years, he still had a problem with it.

“Tsk tsk, you are as touchy as ever~ I was just making an inquiry.” Cain said, waving a forkful of battered fish at Abel in a poor attempt at reprimanding his twin for his little outburst. The former Cain would have had just gave Abel a small smile, but then again, many things has changed since then.

Abel was not answering his questions, but it did not matter to the blond. He already knew the timeline from which his twin came from anyway. He merely wanted to reconfirm Dietrich’s report.

“I am glad for that. I see that you have even met Vash~ You both have a lot in common.”

"Yes I met him. We've got a lot of things in common."

Abel looked at Cain, frowning as he remembered what he and Vash had told each other so far – older twin with genocidal tendencies were the least of their common ground. A childish dislike for humans that turned into an admiration for them thanks to a special someone in their lives for another. It was odd, but it seemed that there were parallels out there to match his story, despite the glaring differences.

The food was forgotten as he set his dishes down and looked at Cain, a perturbed look on his face. "What do you want, Cain?" Might as well get down to business.

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