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melodiesoflife2015-06-20 03:09 pm
bloodypast) wrote in 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.
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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Ophelia zipped in, scarf billowing behind her as she had a bag of toasted kupo-nuts with her. "Vincent! Vincent!" Clearly she was excited, as her wings fluttered and she all but bounced in the air. "I love the vendors here kupo!"
[OOC: He's been filled in, but more detail about the Empire from Ramza's viewpoint is good. Also how Ramza knows Yuffie. Vincent is kind of protective of friend/ally.]
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Vincent's moogle seemed happy enough with her purchase to bear with the two Heroes discussing much less festive events, so Ramza told the other man about what they had learned of the Empire, the Ancients, and the Crystals that could be detonated in a blast that could level a city.
"The Crystal of Fire detonated twenty seven years ago, whereas the Empire was only formed twenty years ago. Kalki was present at both events, but the Empire itself could not have been responsible for that," he explained. "The plot runs deeper than we yet understand."
Ramza sighed. He wished it could be so straightforward, an underdog army against an evil empire, with sides black and white, but life was rarely so accommodating.
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He looked down at his boots. "In any case, it is something we must see through to the end. The previous Heroes were reborn in this world, not sent back to their worlds. I think that will be our fate as well."
Ramza had not hinted at his suspicions with a few others, but it was not something he could freely discuss with Yuffie or any of this other friends. It felt freeing to finally speak of it with another Hero, even if Vincent was basically a stranger to him.
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Ramza's thoughts were safe enough with Vincent; he had no reason to share them with others. Ophelia, for all she was young and more outgoing than her hero, also seemed to understand the idea of privacy and that there were things she shouldn't pry into. Certainly she seemed to pick up on that with Vincent, even without his having a chat with her the way he had with Yuffie.
"That is troubling. The Empire seems to be the greater immediate threat. Do we know anything about it?" Because while the calamity seemed to 'cycle', and certainly he had no desire to be trapped in it, Vincent focused on the bigger threat. Especially since his talk with Yuffie; glad though he was that he brought her some comfort, her scars would still run deep for a while yet.
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Aware that they were in public, even though the sounds of the crowd were quieter in this back street, he continued quietly, "We have an ally in the Imperial ranks, but best not to speak of that here." Spies lurked in the city, and Ramza did not want to endanger Kurma with indiscretion.
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More than understanding that discretion was needed. Vincent moved so he had a view outside of the alleyway, and was quiet for a moment. Then he inclined his head. "I have found a path through the crowds that does lead somewhere quieter." He was curious how Ramza knew Yuffie. But the gunslinger wouldn't delay Ramza if the other had things to do, and he wanted to be away from the throng for a bit, himself.
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[[ooc- We can wrap here if you want. We can hand-wave Ramza explaining meeting Yuffie if you want, or we can save that for another day once the event stuff has died down.]]