[ The Fatui have to perform helpfulness and trustworthiness in order to keep their allies. Scaramouche understands that. He even utilizes it himself when it's the best tool available — smile, answer questions earnestly, offer help when coming across someone momentarily weak but who could be a good ally later.
It should still be irritating, perhaps, to be sent on what ultimately is an errand on behalf of a wholly different goddess than his Tsaritsa and the Fatui. But that isn't what's actually causing Scaramouche to grit his teeth over this latest mission. It doesn't really matter to him what he does, only that he's allowed to determine how he does it. Freedom to perform his job however suits him is plenty.
No, what's itching at his mind like hives is the fact that Baal is the one he's technically helping right now. He's been ordered to assist the Inazuman authorities in their latest endeavor of keeping symbolic peace and literal eternity in their region, since he's already near the escapee's last reported whereabouts.
The Vision holder Kazuha left Inazuma with his friend's dead Vision, only to return to further embarrass the Shogunate during a fight against them. Siding with the Resistance and the Traveler all at once, Kazuha had certainly risen up the ranks of priority for them.
Enough to outsource it as a favor, it seems.
Scaramouche channels that fury about the idea of assisting his creator (his would-be killer) with anything into his efforts, however, because he is a man who enjoys making impossible tasks come to fruition. He wheedles shopkeep after shopkeep for information, and finally, one of them has something to share with this young man, nervously asking if he's seen anyone wearing red and white, if he can help him find his 'traveling companion'.
'You know, kiddo, I saw a guy who looks like what you're talking about, just a day or two ago. Said he was going to enjoy the sights before he moved along, so I told him about the view from the top of the—'
It's tedious work, but it gets the job done. Information gathered, Scaramouche begins his hunt. He's methodical, careful, and angry the entire time. Irritation might distract others, but for Scaramouche, it feels like it tightens his grip on reality, makes it small enough to fit in the palms of his hands.
He discovers the elemental traces before nightfall. But if he's judging their age correctly, he has a ways to go to catch up.
Indeed, it's almost a full day before Scaramouche manages to happen upon him. It's at a stream — the man is either resting, finishing bathing, or fishing for food; Scaramouche doesn't really care which one. The man turns his head so uncannily to look at him the moment he's broached the tree line that Scaramouche, catalyst still not drawn from where it hangs against his back, prickles with warning. Weird.
But paranoia is probably the only way you get to escape from Inazuma during the Vision Hunt Decree and then return in full secrecy. Scaramouche draws himself up to his full height (and is pleasantly surprised to realize that it isn't all that much shorter than this man's) and strides openly forward. He pauses just outside the range of his own weapon.
Kaedahara uses a sword, so he was told. It fits someone from a failed samurai clan. ]
Kaedahara Kazuha... [ Scaramouche drawls out the words with a sneering smile, somewhere between haughty and amused. ] Did you even know your old country told the Fatui to hunt you down, too?
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It should still be irritating, perhaps, to be sent on what ultimately is an errand on behalf of a wholly different goddess than his Tsaritsa and the Fatui. But that isn't what's actually causing Scaramouche to grit his teeth over this latest mission. It doesn't really matter to him what he does, only that he's allowed to determine how he does it. Freedom to perform his job however suits him is plenty.
No, what's itching at his mind like hives is the fact that Baal is the one he's technically helping right now. He's been ordered to assist the Inazuman authorities in their latest endeavor of keeping symbolic peace and literal eternity in their region, since he's already near the escapee's last reported whereabouts.
The Vision holder Kazuha left Inazuma with his friend's dead Vision, only to return to further embarrass the Shogunate during a fight against them. Siding with the Resistance and the Traveler all at once, Kazuha had certainly risen up the ranks of priority for them.
Enough to outsource it as a favor, it seems.
Scaramouche channels that fury about the idea of assisting his creator (his would-be killer) with anything into his efforts, however, because he is a man who enjoys making impossible tasks come to fruition. He wheedles shopkeep after shopkeep for information, and finally, one of them has something to share with this young man, nervously asking if he's seen anyone wearing red and white, if he can help him find his 'traveling companion'.
'You know, kiddo, I saw a guy who looks like what you're talking about, just a day or two ago. Said he was going to enjoy the sights before he moved along, so I told him about the view from the top of the—'
It's tedious work, but it gets the job done. Information gathered, Scaramouche begins his hunt. He's methodical, careful, and angry the entire time. Irritation might distract others, but for Scaramouche, it feels like it tightens his grip on reality, makes it small enough to fit in the palms of his hands.
He discovers the elemental traces before nightfall. But if he's judging their age correctly, he has a ways to go to catch up.
Indeed, it's almost a full day before Scaramouche manages to happen upon him. It's at a stream — the man is either resting, finishing bathing, or fishing for food; Scaramouche doesn't really care which one. The man turns his head so uncannily to look at him the moment he's broached the tree line that Scaramouche, catalyst still not drawn from where it hangs against his back, prickles with warning. Weird.
But paranoia is probably the only way you get to escape from Inazuma during the Vision Hunt Decree and then return in full secrecy. Scaramouche draws himself up to his full height (and is pleasantly surprised to realize that it isn't all that much shorter than this man's) and strides openly forward. He pauses just outside the range of his own weapon.
Kaedahara uses a sword, so he was told. It fits someone from a failed samurai clan. ]
Kaedahara Kazuha... [ Scaramouche drawls out the words with a sneering smile, somewhere between haughty and amused. ] Did you even know your old country told the Fatui to hunt you down, too?