Elena stared intently at the water glass, not really knowing what was supposed to happen, but certainly expecting something.
Nothing happened.
She would have giggled if they had been in any other circumstances. It was just so...ridiculous. Kadaj had just swirled his finger around like a child playing in the mud, but whatever magical change that was supposed to take place was decidedly absent, leaving the water as clear as it had been before...though she didn't think anyone ought to be drinking it. Not after the little silver-haired bastard had gotten his fingers into it. That was just unsanitary.
It was good, though, that whatever Kadaj had tried to do hadn't happened, and that it would only have worked on those with Geostigma (whatever that was), because that raised all sorts of questions. Was the President actually in league with Kadaj? Did the Turks (well, the Turk and not-quite-Turk) fall into the list of "those to be controlled"? It was a scary prospect. Elena knew that Shin-Ra wasn't exactly...ethical in many (most) of its dealings, but she didn't know if its president would trade his most loyal underlings in favor of a slightly increased chance of escape. From the way Reno had snarled at the silver-haired boy, he was thinking the same things she was.
When Kadaj turned to her, Elena snapped. "Just shut the fuck up and leave, okay?" Her voice was about an octave higher than normal.
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Nothing happened.
She would have giggled if they had been in any other circumstances. It was just so...ridiculous. Kadaj had just swirled his finger around like a child playing in the mud, but whatever magical change that was supposed to take place was decidedly absent, leaving the water as clear as it had been before...though she didn't think anyone ought to be drinking it. Not after the little silver-haired bastard had gotten his fingers into it. That was just unsanitary.
It was good, though, that whatever Kadaj had tried to do hadn't happened, and that it would only have worked on those with Geostigma (whatever that was), because that raised all sorts of questions. Was the President actually in league with Kadaj? Did the Turks (well, the Turk and not-quite-Turk) fall into the list of "those to be controlled"? It was a scary prospect. Elena knew that Shin-Ra wasn't exactly...ethical in many (most) of its dealings, but she didn't know if its president would trade his most loyal underlings in favor of a slightly increased chance of escape. From the way Reno had snarled at the silver-haired boy, he was thinking the same things she was.
When Kadaj turned to her, Elena snapped. "Just shut the fuck up and leave, okay?" Her voice was about an octave higher than normal.