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Vincent Valentine ([personal profile] bloodypast) wrote in [community profile] melodiesoflife2015-06-20 03:09 pm

#1 Settling in

Characters: Vincent Valentine, Open or Closed depending on prompt.
When:June 9th onward
Summary:Vincent is getting used to life in Aquares Ixen, to being 'human' again, and to a little thing called the Blitzball World cup (and vuvuzelas).
Warnings: None yet?



House A02--Yuffie

Vincent was a surprisingly boring person as a housemate. At least that was his opinion, and Ophelia had been surprised by it too. Given his demeanor and appearance, his moogle had expected something else. She'd expected something far more dramatic anyways, but she'd adapted to him well. Vincent was practical, really. He had his own tastes, but he wasn't there to put on a show for anyone.

Once he'd worked through the memories, in his own way, and dealt with a hysterically worried Ophelia, the gunslinger had started to settle in to life here. He'd chosen the Gunner and Red Mage jobs, and Ophelia had helped him retain his gauntlet. It was as much psychological, as well as physical support, for his weakened left arm. From there, it had been shopping.

Food was first, and clothing that was basic and casual. Sheets, and a note book and pencils. The kitchen was now stocked with basics to do a variety of simple meals, quick and normal. His room and clothing favored the darker-hues, as he did like his red and black and dark blue. Ophelia had aided him, as there was a very nice basket in the bathroom. Shampoo, conditioner, soap, washcloth, brush and comb. And smaller fur-comb and soap, as Ophelia insisted. She'd also made part of her bargain, that Vincent read to her.

So they had books now. More often, if Vincent wasn't out and getting used to his new jobs or wandering around the city getting used to things, he was at home. Often in his room, occasionally in the living room in a chair. Reading to Ophelia from a book she picked out. He didn't do funny voices, or act things out; his tone was dry and businesslike. But Ophelia enjoyed hearing him read, and the little moogle had used it to bargain loaning him some gil.




Aquares Ixen, pre-world cup. Open

Supplies. Learning a new city. Vincent is out and about, dressed casually as he stands out enough otherwise. Dark pants and shirt, medium length dark brown jacket over those. His gauntlet covers his left arm, although the sleeves from the jacket help disguise most of it. His hair is loose but the red bandanna keeps it out of his eyes mostly.

Feel free to approach him. Occasionally a little moogle in a bright red long scarf will zip to him. This is Ophelia, as the two are out buying supplies. He'll be in and out of shops, and the library.




Aquares Ixen during the world cup--daytime. Open

Vincent's out and about again although people are giving him a wider berth. Mostly because in the midst of his shopping, he's had to put up with greater crowds. The crowds are not the issue--it's the horrible sound from the long trumpet-like instruments. He is keeping to himself more, as he tries to pick up normal supplies (weekly groceries, a new book, ammo which is guarded jealously).

He doesn't begrudge people their excitement, and has even tried to figure out what this Blitzball is. So you might be able to find him around food and drink stalls, or watching the artistic matches. He looks more annoyed than usual, given the constant buzzing of vuvuzelas and chatter of excited people.




Aquares Ixen during the world cup--nighttime. Open

The noise has not stopped, even if parts of hit have gone from deafening clamor to dull roar. It's definitely given Vincent headaches, and insomnia. Not that he wasn't prone to insomnia before...but the noise isn't helping.

He really is doing his best to not squash other's excitement though. Even if they're being idiots, so long as they're not causing harm? Not his problem.

It does mean he's prowling around the city, lurking on the edges of roofs though, trying to find quieter spots to just observe things. Keep himself busy. If he spots some of the annoyed losers going to ruin things or make trouble, he's likely to intervene. He might also have dabbled in a least one fight-club (sans gauntlet) as a practical means of getting used to his 'human' body again. He's keeping himself very carefully controlled and disciplined through it all.

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[personal profile] victorix 2015-06-21 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Plopping down next to Vincent as though invited Rikku proceeds to dangle her legs over the edge, heedless of the drop below. She leans back on gloved hands. "Yeah?" Preferring to be in the midst of everything, the girl could never understand people who just stood back and watched. "That sounds pretty boring." How could anyone not want to follow Blitzball? It was Blitzball! To each their own, she supposed.

On getting a closer look at the red coated man through the curtain of the dark, the thief narrows her eyes. Leaning in closer with a curious expression, spiral pupiled eyes dart back and forth between her rooftop companion's gauntlet and claws. "Hmm. Were you in the fights earlier?" While not one to partake in the fighting herself, she was an avid spectator - that's when the real parties started taking place. What sort of Al Bhed would she be if she did not involve herself with the underground activity?
Edited 2015-06-21 02:34 (UTC)
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[personal profile] victorix 2015-06-21 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Swinging her feet with telltale restlessness, Rikku blinks up at Vincent. "Nah, you're missing out on lots if you're not watching from the middle of it, I think." She points out a woman running across a courtyard in the distance. "Like her, is she hurrying to meet a lover in secret - afraid her disproving father will discover their secret affair? Or did she just eat some bad noodles and is in a frantic rush to find the little chocobo room?!"

With a light giggle, the blonde raises her hands to clap them together lightly. Not so much making noise as expressing excitement. "Or you, avoiding my question about the fights. Tells me you were in fact, in them!" She flashes a bright grin, "I should be thanking you, you earned me a nice bit of gil!" Not so much one to gamble on Blitzball games - the fights were where the Al Bhed liked to try her luck. She was much better at assessing fighting skill than guessing the many variables of a game. She also did not tend to underestimate the little guys - what with being one herself.
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[personal profile] victorix 2015-06-21 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Amusement reflected back at the man's continued deflection. What was the issue? It's not as though he had any concern she would turn him in, clearly Rikku would get in just as much trouble for being there. "Or it could be, ya know, that I'm not blind - and the only thing that kept me from recognizing you instantly was that it was dark." It's not as if you only took a cursory glance of someone you were laying your money down on. Not to mention rooting for them through the battle.

No matter, the thief wouldn't press if he wanted to keep being cryptically quiet about it. If he wanted to let it go, so be it. Her legs go from swinging in the wind to clicking together lightly at the heels. "I'm Rikku by the way." That amicable smile returns, "Can't say I've met a new hero on a rooftop before." She assumes he's a recently arrived hero at least - didn't seem like a townsperson or hero who had their bearings would be lurking about looking over things like they do not know what to make of them. The Spiran remembered that feeling, when she first arrived.

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[personal profile] victorix 2015-06-22 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
"I kinda gathered that." What with the lurking when other people were fun having. Rikku was amicable with the quiet types though, well - she was friendly with all types, provided they could handle her chattiness and energy.

"It's nice to meet you." She peered down where Vincent was looking, her eyes darting about impatiently as she tried to piece together what was keeping him so acutely occupied. Despite what he said, she figured he must have found something interesting and was now on a mission to find it. "What do you think of the place so far?"
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[personal profile] victorix 2015-06-22 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nope, it's actually really boring most of the time. This is the Blitzball cup that happens every two years. It's my first time seeing it here." And hopefully - her last.

Folding her legs up from the ledge, she hugs her knees to rest her chin atop them. "We have it where I'm from." And the teams are way better there, of course. At least, so far as she was concerned. There's a hint of nostalgia in her voice. Rikku hadn't been able to watch a Blitzball tournament since she was a little girl. "It's fun to see it, again." A little piece of home. "My team back there would totally wipe the floor with anyone here."
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[personal profile] victorix 2015-06-23 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"No Blitzball? Man, you're really missing out." Although the loud roar of the stadium did not seem like it would suit the type of person to hide away on a rooftop. Still, so many fond memories she could not help but feel a little sorry for Vincent. Surely if he'd grown up with the sport, he'd enjoy it?

"I'm from a world called Spira. It's..." How to describe it in just a few words to a stranger? "Way more colorful. And warmer! This place is so cold!" Really, this was supposed to be Summer? Spira did not have much in the way of seasons, the desert girl had the misfortune of arriving in the dead of Winter. "What about you?"
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[personal profile] victorix 2015-06-24 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Rikku perks noticeably at that. "Oh! I betcha met Yuna!?" She grins broadly. "That's my friend! She's like, the best ever!" Yuna explained Blitzball to him? Here he seemed so eager about it, he must have been thrilled.

"So you're basically a pro now huh?" There's a bit of a giggle, just hearing about how Blitzball worked without seeing sounded like a bit of a snore. You had to see it! "Gonna start your own team now?" Did he avoid the question about where he was from on purpose? Seemed like it, since he did the same with the fight club. "You're a pretty private guy, huh? I promise I don't bite. Well only mean people."