Taking responsibility [Semi-Open]

[bloodypast]

Characters: Vincent, Sephiroth, others [Mostly Open; Refer to the top-level Prompts]
Where: Hospital, Aquares Ixen
When: 9th-14th September
Summary: Some aftermath of the fallout from Sephiroth grieving over Terra being in Crystal Stasis. Vincent helped disable Seph, and is now keeping an eye on him. Some people might want to have words with him about how he did so. In between guarding a Weapon for a few shifts...
Warning: Language maybe? Potential angst?



Sept 11th-13th at various times.
Vincent is one of those who is guarding the Ultima WEAPON'S wreckage. These are the only times he won't be found at the Hospital, keeping a guard over Sephiroth. If you want to interact with him, see here.




Sept. 9th-12th

Vincent will stay out of the way of the healers, but otherwise stay in the hospital and keep an eye on Sephiroth as he sleeps off both the post-Job exhaustion and the sleep status. Making sure the silver-haired SOLDIER is healing well, and not being bothered unduly. Occasionally Vincent will head to the Crystal Stasis wing, visiting those among his friends who are there. Ophelia can also be found bringing him a bag with a change of clothes, and a book or two.

He's unlikely to talk in the same room Sephiroth is resting in, but feel free to come check on the SOLDIER, or yell at Vincent, or check on Vincent.




Sept 13th--Closed to Sephiroth
Vincent has spent the past few days keeping watch over and not quite playing guard for Sephiroth, mostly so that when the other does wake--he can apologize. Also to keep others from overwhelming the silver-haired soldier right away. Sadly, Vincent understands heartbreak; he also knows Seph well enough to have some idea of how, hopefully, to help the other start healing.




September 13th, OPEN

Since part of Vincent's assumed role has been gatekeeper for a very private and recovering SOLDIER, he'll be keeping an eye out to ensure the other doesn't get tired, when others DO come to visit him. This is the prompt to use for visiting Sephiroth--and if you want to do so privately, Vincent can wait outside the door.

Comments

[shinrasfinest]

It seemed that, just as those floodgates had been opened and since Sephiroth were essentially backed up against a wall due to his current condition he could do little else but let pent-up words spew out, the flow of the same was over all too soon. He frowned some at the end of his last statement and then seemed to retreat back into himself more than a fraction again; to attempt to quietly pull those doors back closed.

It took a few more seconds to kind-of re-affirm within himself that Mary had pretty much a right to know those quite personal things that he'd just informed her. He'd crossed her path enough times, she'd been there to attempt to steady his too often. There was plenty to mull over, still, in the silence that led to Sephiroth eventually lifting his eyes back to watching Mary as she continued to speak.

Both points were well worth taking in and if the bright gleam, that was present across his eyes again by the time she looked back, was anything to go by the silver haired warrior was soaking it all up keenly. Like some dried out sponge. For the first time in a great while, for just a few moments, it felt like it was normal to have the concerns that he did. To feel as insecure and uncertain as he did; the sharp edge to those issues were blunted some.

At least until she then backtracked, but Sephiroth had looked back up and it didn't seem right to look away from her again under the weight of further questioning. He'd come this far, it was time to have the balls to share the rest as well. Still, there was always that sharp sliver of doubt not too far into the back of his mind.

"A fair few things run shockingly parallel...apparently. The Life cycle here seems similar, in theory if not practice. WEAPONs created to destroy that which threatens the Planet's existence. The Calamity..."

Ever since it had first come to light that it was driven by the desire to be whole again, the correlation to Jenova's will -in particular what he'd learned from Palitutu's file on him- made it all run too close for comfort.

"...it's not really all that easy to explain but-

"-that's what I really am."

Quickly followed by a shake of his head, Sephiroth then looked down into his lap once more. He's acutely aware of how crazy this might all sound to Mary and he was hardly comfortable with the confession itself but it seemed to be the simplest way to put it. He could wax and wane on about destiny and how future wasn't set in stone, as so many others had encouraged him. That Terra had near enough managed to get him to believe.

It didn't change the foundation upon whatever future might be built.

[not_most_days]

She saw the change in his eyes as he listened to her, and for a moment she was encouraged. She sat tense as she waited for his answer to the question she posed. She had set him up, to a point. Let him be comfortable, let him know she was here to support him, and then ask a critical question. The offering she was making wasn't untrue, but she was indeed hoping he'd play along and pay her back in kind.

She almost didn't expect him to answer.

She nodded as he spoke, his words lining up with those of some of the others she'd met, Reno in particular. Those parallels were bold indeed, and if she were to make some sort of cartographer's map of the worlds this one would clearly lie close to his like islands just over the horizon from each other, perhaps dimly visible but only naturally traversable by the birds which could fly between.

But his last comment gave her pause. She sat there, for a moment, processing it before her eyes widened somewhat in understanding. They then narrowed and she pursed her lips, trying to determine just how to respond. A soft echo of Haytham's memory glanced across her mind, words spoken by that Cycle's Cloud. Something she had discarded in the face of more pressing concerns. It offered her little revelation but it was the glue that helped put the pieces together.

"I see...and set free of your own world you don't know what that means for you." Crossing her arms she leaned forward, thinking, not quite sure what to say beyond that. This was beyond merely wondering about one's purpose in life, and to a degree being lost didn't seem like the worst outcome.