Meeting in the park [Finished]

[just_like_nii]

Characters: Vincent, Fletcher
Content: The two meet in a park and get to talking.
Location: Washington Square Park
Time: About noon
Warnings: Crabs

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[hellgun]

Vincent had come to the realization that just sitting around in the museum and trying to crack a code that probably wasn't meant to be cracked was... well, a waste of his time. Cities were dull, and not even Midgar provided enough entertainment back home. So he'd decided to take a stroll in the park.

It had only taken about a half hour for him to become exhausted and brushed some snow off the swing next to the blonde to sit. It was... quiet. That was nice.

"Hey." He said softly, eyes focused on the snow.

[just_like_nii]

Fletcher was a little surprised when the man sat down next to him, but not worried. He vaguely recognized him from the journal network, though they hadn't spoken in a while. He looked over at him. "Oh... hello," he replied, swinging his legs since if he tried he could keep them from touching the ground.

It really was rather quiet out there. Which was a blessing, given the nature of the city they were in.

[hellgun]

Vincent began to swing idly as he fished for things to say. Conversation-starting was never his strong suit, no matter who it was with, but the silence was a bit... eerie. Like Edge after Deepground, but not as bad.

There'd been a kid to talk to there too, anyway.

"Shouldn't really be out here." The Ex-Turk supplied quietly. "It's... cold. And the crabs are still out."

[just_like_nii]

Fletcher stopped swinging his legs and considered that. He was dressed warmly, to be sure, but he could still feel the winter chill. As for the crabs... "Well... I know, but..." He didn't really have a good defense. He was just tired of staying inside.