Sep 08, 2009 04:06
[ It was dark, encroaching on late evening and Vincent was, for once, not watching the world go by from a dreary window. Walking amongst the weird crowds that construed Infinity's inhabitants, a tall man in a red cloak - albeit toting a glinting claw - was tame by comparison to some of the creatures fraternising with friends. Why was he out?
Everyone needed to eat on occasion, even a brooding old walnut like Vincent. Had Yuffie been around, she would have no doubt dragged him to one of the many cheerfully lit stands and ordered everything on the menu, but alone he satisfied his hunger with a black coffee, swathed in shadows upon a park bench away from the hubbub as fireworks exploded and twinkled overhead.
He couldn't recall his last meal. ]
series: final fantasy vii