[Vincent arrives on the beach and immediately draws his gun. His mind is still in fighting-mode and it takes a while to shake that. Eventually, he puts the weapon away, as memories flood back of what happened. Right... It didn't end well. He's not out there anymore. But where IS here...? He glances around and notices the familiar sight of mountains ( Read more... )

[Vincent wakes to a room that's been fully redecorated into, as his AU so cheerfully described it, a 'palace of love.' The walls are pastel pink, and along with a wide array of flowers, there are all sorts of sensual things placed strategically around. He groans upon recalling the past week. Then he pulls his hair out of the ponytail as he looks ( Read more... )

[Vincent has been busy getting a late present for Lucrecia for that recent holiday. Of course, it's his luck that he would notice about her being kidnapped right then. So now we have an especially glare-y Vincent departing the area of the stores.]

She does not deserve to suffer. It is I who...

[Trails off into silence.]

A terrible burden, to become what one despises most. Yet... that is no excuse for my actions last week.

...

[He pauses for several more "...'s" as if pondering whether he can say anything more. It's just dead silence for that time. Finally...]

Lucrecia...?