melodiesoflife | [Backdated Log] Some Sappiness and Closures...

Who: Vincent Valentine

bloodypast, Lucrecia Crescent

toomanymistakes, potential witnesses?
When: Through end of May, up to Sometime in the first week of June? PRE-MURDERS!
What: Some closure and discussions that happened post-the Answer; Constant bonds and visiting a crystalized Hero.
Where: Aquares Ixen Hospital, Crystalized Heroes Wings
Warnings: Cute and sap and fluff and potential sadness?
Open: People are welcome to have been witnesses/witness to his visiting. Please use the Witnesses/Visits comment.

Vincent Valentine was fairly constant and consistent, when he devoted himself to something. Even if that devotion hurt, and was still in a tentative and fragile state. But, as he had on Gaia, he found himself visiting Lucrecia, encased in Crystal once more.

They had talked, after the events where they had all been spirited away from the city, and reminders of their past, she had cornered him--they were overdue for some serious talks. Nor was he unhappy she had cornered HIM this time around. Not that speaking came easy--the past between them was complicated and painful, and Crystallis had only made things more complicated.

But they HAD talked. And before she had gone into stasis, they had agreed. Both still cared, but neither was going to jump in blindly. The most open thing they'd done so far simply consisted of Vincent walking her home from the lab at late nights. Small progress, but it was progress.

With her entering stasis though, Vincent had behaved similarly to how he had at least twice before on Gaia. A few times a week, he would visit her in the crystallized heroes wing. A plain glass vase, small bouquets of flowers left. Never very long in his visits, but enough that it was rather clear for those who knew how to understand.

Ophelia, while being his companion, has been decidedly enjoying the quiet romance she's playing witness to.

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Ophelia had her paws and her scarf over her own mouth, trying to stifle some chuckles of her own. "Come on Kupo, help me gather the flowers, we'll let them be, and I'll explain story-time to you kupo." Taking pity on their Heroes.

"Several, and yes a cure was found." He confirmed for her. Vincent had avoided getting it himself, though whether it was luck or because the Gunner job conferred status-immunity upon him was unclear. "It has been a stressful month for many."

Which is part of why he'd kept to himself even more. Also why he'd focused on what he could do, visiting her and leaving flowers. Hope was such a sweet and bitter emotion at the same time, insidious and awful feeling.

Orpheus agreed just as quickly, and after hearing the chuckles fade a bit, Lucrecia turned to face Vincent more fully. With a sigh of relief she nodded. Indeed, anyone would be stressed out with a plague spreading.

"I'm glad." Too many had been stricken whether it be permanently or temporary, yet who knew how many more would be in the days to come? It was a bitter truth to accept.

"It seems to have died down, as not many have remained sick." A pause, before he continued. "There have been the usual arrivals and some people turning to Crystal as well." Not many though, from what he recalled.

"Admittedly, I have mostly kept myself busy with the day-job, and then at home." More introverted than he usually was, but it wasn't all that surprising. Wasn't as if he didn't have a lot on his mind. "It seems, when it comes to experiencing trauma, we were not alone--after being whisked from wherever to all points across the world." To his knowledge, everyone had arrived back mostly safely--Sephiroth's group had taken the longest he thought.

"There is still worry about the Calamity and its spread, as well as some new developments regarding our roles and purpose here. You'd likely be better off getting the notes from Jade or reading the reports."

While she was concerned that he'd kept to himself, perhaps it was both a blessing. It was less opportunity to contract the plague that had inflicted others were it airborne. Wasn't much of a surprise either, considering she'd left him much to think about.

"That isn't all too surprising. Events seldom affect only a small group of individuals." A fact they both knew better than most, considering what her actions had caused. This world made it painfully obvious she would not be permitted to hide from that fact, either. With a sigh, she continued. "I'll be sure to speak with him once I return to the labs, then."

Vincent nodded, watching her a bit. It wasn't surprising that few would let her forget, certainly not this world where their pasts both did and didn't matter. Sometimes, Vincent wondered if the only reason he himself didn't hold more against her was because he could both see her remorse, and he held himself responsible for much of it too.

That had been one of their 'talks' after they returned. Personally Vincent felt it was progress, that he and Lucrecia were aware and treating each other as adults, but with caution. Just because there was care and hints of affection, didn't mean they should forget so easily. It was why they were taking things so slowly, and attempting to be friends, more than anything, first.

Discreetly looking around, including poking his head out to see if the moogles had left, before shutting the door to the room. Likely this next part would best be done discreetly. "There is something else you should be aware of, but if it has died down--it is better to let it stay quiet and dead."

Sometimes she wished this world would make up its mind whether or not the past mattered. It certainly was confusing to say the least. Yet at the soft click and Vincent's choice of words, such thoughts were put on the back burner.

She blinked once, twice, before raising a single brow. "Yes, what is it?" she asked, perhaps a little too inquisitive for her own good. The fact that he'd closed the door was something that set off a flag, but for what she couldn't say.

"While he is still himself, Sephiroth is likely wrestling once more with his demons." Vincent stated calmly, moving to stand nearby, arms crossed. "That's my strong guess, considering he does not usually engage in bar brawls to my knowledge." A slow blink, voice quiet and simply stating the facts.

"I do not know the details, as I came upon the scene late. Mostly in time to prevent him from being arrested enough to be in the drunk tank overnight. Marshall Nevada had been struck once, likely in response to drunken anger, and was finally persuaded to remand Sephiroth to me to take home." It hadn't been easy though, and Vincent was glad his reputation with the Marshall was...good enough.

[Backdated Log] Some Sappiness and Closures...

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