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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.
Re: House A02
Moving over, she patted Yuffie's arm. "I'll make sure to let you know when I get him to read to me next kupo!" She was going to go seek her bed though. It was a long day of running around.
House A02
Yuffie wasn't the sort of person who just believed what she was told and maybe that's what got her into trouble more than she care to admit.
She quickly realized that she was standing and pouting in the middle of a family room she barely used. She looked down at Ophelia and nodded slowly. She wasn't tired. It was still dark out and she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep for a few hours; even if she was tired.
Yuffie slowly shook her head glancing towards the window as if the night might suddenly end. "You guys can do to bed. I'm gonna stay up." She can't really say why but she's sure that Vincent knows.
Re: House A02
Ophelia blinked up at Yuffie, then fluttered up to her eye-level. Tilting her head and trilling to herself, before she nodded. Paws unwrapped her scarf and handed it to the ninja. "I'll want it back later, but you can borrow it for the night kupo!" She had an encouraging smile on her face.
House A02
Yuffie followed Vincent back into the kitchen peeking in to see if Mooshoo was still there. He had made another cup of tea and was sitting at the table with a book as if waiting for his hero to be finished with story time.
His gaze flicked up at the pair, he nodded and then went back to his book.
Yuffie sat next to Mooshoo waving at her moogle and then watched Vincent work. After a moment Mooshoo placed down his book and made Yuffie tea before going back to his readings.
Re: House A02
Vincent was silent as he cleaned the dishes. Sleeves rolled up to his elbows, clearly not hampered by his gauntlet as it was used to the wear and tear of chores. Tea-stuff was left out, as the rest was washed and rinsed, then left to dry before it would be put away. Boring.
House A02
"What do you do most nights? Just wander around?"
Re: House A02
Firstly, she had grown up some; no longer quite the hyperactive brat who'd stolen their materia. Not that she didn't still have some of those tendencies, but they weren't as strongly obvious.
Secondly, she was quiet when troubled. This was the type of quiet Vincent watched for, and had most picked up on when he'd first encountered her. Because it was unlike how the Yuffie he knew, mature here or not, dealt with problems.
"I've been reading to learn about this world, and our supposed role. I explore occasionally. It's been difficult, as I must conserve ammo until I am able to replace it, but I've also been learning my new abilities against some of the weaker monsters."
House A02
She didn't notice the sorts of silence that she fell into. Mooshoo had but he found commenting on it to be a fruitless endeavor.
Re: House A02
House A02
It was like being a sharpshooter except that the ammo was easier to make, find and reuse.
Re: House A02
It was more in how he was holding himself, moving through the motions of cleaning. It hadn't been so a few seconds before. So what had changed?
House A02
"Right." She waited in silence, her fingers running through her hair. "Ugh.. what's wrong?"
She should probably try and sleep but she knew that if she tried her eyes would stay open.
Re: House A02
House A02
"You are way to tense. You should lighten up." Of course Yuffie's been here for a very long time and so she's more relaxed than Vincent. "We should do something fun. You didn't come to the beach with us."
Re: House A02
The kettle and pot were left out for tea for now, but the rest was all simply waiting to be put away once it was dry. So he washed his hand and claw, dried carefully, and started to move out of the kitchen.
House A02
This was a very important question and one she hadn't really gotten an answer for ever.
Re: House A02
"I read. I practice my skills." Vincent's voice was quiet as he moved through the hallway, headed towards his room. "I look around, and observe. People-watching can be enjoyable."
House A02
Her foot lightly kicked against the ground. "Reading is okay. I like fiction." Mostly she likes stories of love, adventure and with cute boys in them.