It's been... a very long time since the goings-on here have captured his attention. Then again, he's good at feigning disinterest. You're cool, Cloud told him more than once, and he knows that means he shows a marked lack of caring. He told Cloud -- not the one who used to be here, the one back on the Planet -- that he supposed that was right. That ( Read more... )

It's been... a long time since the freshness of the mountain air hit him with such full force. He might just have been drowning for lack of it, on the asteroid with its dome and manufactured atmosphere, without even realizing how desperate for it he had become. Surely it's been so long that he's been forgotten but... no, time should not have passed ( Read more... )

That he promised Kate an explanation hasn't escaped his thoughts, but... the story isn't exactly one he's looking forward to telling. Still, a promise is a promise and he means to keep it. If her usual habits are anything to go by she is probably awake and in her room and if not, well, he'll find her. This asteroid isn't so very big ( Read more... )

There are unmistakeable signs of a disturbance in the forest and that... is something he doesn't like. Certainly things happen, but ( Read more... )

After a mission, one has to take care of things. Personal effects, items of that nature and... so... since his gun did get something of a workout, he... has it disassembled on the table, a 2074 cleaning kit ready and waiting. Cerberus is really just like any other three guns combined, and really only takes three times as long to clean and three ( Read more... )

Rarely, if ever, does he wake up hungry. Sometimes he can go weeks without eating. Thirty years in a coffin taught him that the usual forms of sustenance are, for him, unnecessary, although he will eat and sleep and shower and launder clothing and drink and dream and wish just like anybody else ( Read more... )

On the rare occasions then he does go inside, it's usually very late at night. He avoids the elevator, preferring the stairs: there's less likelihood he'll run into anyone there. And running into others isn't something he can really risk, knowing what happened. The number of people around whom he feels safe is very, very limited right now ( Read more... )

Night after night after night now, he's in the trees. Without the proximity of the Lifestream, without the familiarity of the Planet, he's losing himself. Scattered, out of sorts, tired. And he no longer knows what to make of Lucrecia: if she's here he's been unable to find her and despite her reassurances or what he took for them, if she's gone it ( Read more... )

"In scientific method, Vincent, we do the following: observe or ask a question. Research. Hypothesize. Test the hypothesis. Analyze the results. Conclude. Communicate. That's all there is to it. Do you have that? Repeat the steps to me ( Read more... )

Oh, he misses her ( Read more... )