Well, This is Awkward [Active/Open]
Characters: Vincent Valentine, Rinoa, anyone else feeling up to giving Vinnie a scolding.
Content: So many things you forget to do when you're locked in a basement. Vincent and Rinoa finally meet up and hang out, and possibly see more familiar faces along the way.
Location: Bryant Park Hotel, though could change at any time.
Time of day: Morning
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Content: So many things you forget to do when you're locked in a basement. Vincent and Rinoa finally meet up and hang out, and possibly see more familiar faces along the way.
Location: Bryant Park Hotel, though could change at any time.
Time of day: Morning
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"Ohh..." Now that was quite an intelligent statement from her part and she couldn’t help but blush a bit in embarrassment at that, well talking about first impressions she had quite apparently killed hers "That's right, do you want to come in?"
Rinoa brightly smiled at him trying to cover up her small flop. Should she find it weird that she was allowing a man she had never met in her room? In a normal circumstance she will have, but they weren't exactly in normal circumstances and it was good for her to know more people in this place anyway.
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But then again, so did that other girl... huh.
"If you don't mind." He replied politely, crimson eyes blank but somehow also looking... sincere. He wasn't sure how or why it happened. It just did. "I did promise you, after all. ...especially after my vanishing act there." Which hadn't even been his fault, so there was truly nothing to apologize for. If anything, he wanted to break free of his prison and just assure everyone to not panic over something to insignificant.
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"Of course I don't, please come in." Slowly she moved to the side to allow him to get inside the suite "Well I appreciate that you kept your promise, as for your disappearing act..." Lightly she bit her lower lip while trying to think on what to say about that "...well you're alright now, right?"
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Mentally? Not so much. His inability to assist when people needed the help most was a heavy burden. So many close friends gone and lost in such a short time that... it was like his first arrival into this place.
He sat on a nearby couch. "...so-so." He replied honestly.
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With a barely there wince the sorceress walked to the couch and sat beside him, she really didn't thought that would bring trouble or anything "So-so? What else is bothering you?"
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"It's not anyone's concern." He said simply, easily keeping the guilt out of his tone. How could he, when emotions nowadays were so weak and fleeting? Becoming nothing but a hollow shell, a lifeless being inside... sometimes it had its advantages. Like keeping the truth from people. It made it easier. "I'm more concerned about how everyone else has been doing. I heard the city tore itself apart while I was away."
New monsters, new crabs, oragnizations...
Finally, some action.
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"Hmm, no one's concern..." Her voice was rather soft while she pondered those words over her head, that usually meant that people was closing up and keeping things to themselves, bottling things up she knew wasn't good "You know, sometimes talking helps to alleviate any weight that you feel over your shoulders and I wouldn't mind listening."
She really consider it was the least she could do to help in a place like this, she was always willing to help people and she didn't felt like if she had been doing so, but then again Vincent didn't trusted her and she was hoping to much for him to tell her anything but it didn't hurt to try.
"Well people seem to be trying to organize and there was this attack to one of the monsters, it had quite an erratic behavior afterwards and after that it hasn't been seen again." It was sad that she couldn't give much information because she wasn’t aware of most things "The crabs are also more resistant to attack and more willing to attack at any given chance..." The sorceress winced a bit at that remembering the encounter she had with them awhile ago "...that's all I know."
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Getting locked in that basement was turning out to be his own fault. Not being careful enough, and being idiotic enough to allow the crabs to overwhelm him down there. It was nothing short of a miracle that he'd suffered no bites at all, but it had only been a matter of time before he did. He grew weak, he was helpless... he hadn't faced this at all after dying the first time. Especially here, he needed to work on his own endurance if any of his abilities were sealed.
"I know about the crabs, at least." The red-cloaked man nodded once. "They almost killed me down there. It just... they changed. I... was having trouble taking them out."
There. He'd said it.
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In a deeper way Rinoa could understand him a lot, that feeling of being weak was something that she had felt a lot while being in this place, most of her abilities had been toned down leaving her with a great disadvantage than what she was used to, it made her feel vulnerable and worse useless, she felt as if she couldn't help anyone even if she wanted to do so, maybe she felt even worse than Vincent because he at least was trying to help others while she was just hiding away not knowing what to do.
"I know, but still you managed to do it and got out, you might have been wounded but you still had enough strength in your spirit to refuse to die there, to be able to return and now try to find a way to help around in this place."
A small smile appeared on her face after saying that, those were qualities that she was currently lacking, if Zone and the others could see her now...if Squall could see her...they will be disappointed on her.
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But therein laid the question; what now? He survived, got back into the city... but what could he possibly do to help? He had been more of a use killing crabs in the basement than in the above world, though he supposed he could do the same here. Patrols and such. He had missed out on so much that he wasn't sure where he even was anymore...
He sighed, running a gauntleted hand through his long locks, trying to figure this all out. "I... still have to wonder how I did it, despite everything I said to you guys." Some of it had been lies, but still. "Maybe... it was just primal nature to keep on living."
Primal nature... no, that wasn't it.
...was it?
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"Well I think every living being posses a primal nature to stay alive, it's like an instinct that seems to kick in during particular situations, and it's something that's already there I suppose, but people also need to have a will to live." And she truthfully believed that it was the case, as odd as it sounded "What's the point in having the nature but not the will or wish to stay alive?"
Maybe she was making no sense at all, but she had seen people dying and not because they lacked the instinct, the primal nature to fight to survive, they had merely lacked the will to stay alive, they had lost the fight even before starting it and had merely allowed themselves to die, something that she understood when she was left in space and she had refused to die there, she wanted to keep living.
"While you have the nature in that moment, I also think that you wanted to keep living, maybe for a particular person or you just refused to die in such a way, that's something that only you will know." Slowly she dared to place a hand on his shoulder "Maybe right now you might wonder what you're supposed to do now, but I'm sure that answer will come eventually and well if you need help in anyway, I will be glad to help you in any way that I can."
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But... a particular reason to keep living? Here? Lucrecia, Loz, Yazoo, and so many others... they were all gone. Not here and unable to watch and protect them. Sephiroth still was, but...
He wanted to protect him? Maybe Tifa had been right all along...
And what if they hadn't gone home? What if they were still in the city, trapped somewhere and unable to contact the outside world? She might still need him. This world needed him.
"I... still do need to protect some people." He mumbled quietly, before turning to the other woman once more. "But... you barely know me. Why would you want to help someone who could possibly turn on you?" Not that he would, but.
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That made Rinoa think for a bit if the corruption of the sorceress power also varied from sorceress to sorceress, maybe some where more susceptible to become evil than others and she wondered how long the sorceress without knights managed to last before breaking down and turn evil? How much time did she have before she went down the same path?
Going down that line of thoughts always bothered and made her uncomfortable, she pretty much depended on keeping her will, soul, heart and mind strong to stay alive and to keep existing but it was also to keep everyone safe, either here or back in her home world and she was not going to fail.
"Well, Vincent, you have friends, people that you care about, it might not only be a matter of need but also one of wanting to protect them." Carefully she turned to look at him, a small sad smile on her face "...Why are you here? Promise or not, you don't know me either and yet you are here, how did you know this wasn't a trap of some sort?"
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Or did he just want himself to believe that?
He struggled with it everyday, how... different things could have been if he had made a difference in changing Sephiroth's life for the better. A way for him to have been born and not corrupted by an alien virus... a way of saving Lucrecia from destroying herself. He knew the answer to calming his frustrations at least; wait until Hojo showed up and snap his neck. That was all.
Losing himself in his own thoughts again, he quickly turned back to the brunette when he realized she was speaking to him. His mind immediately went back to some of the others who had said the same in return. Needing to, wanting to... the one instance where the two defintions were the same. But for others to put themselves at risk for him? He wouldn't tolerate that.
"I can just... tell." He replied quietly, looking down at the plush couch. "There's something about you, something that told me to come despite having just met you. It's strange."
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And it really wasn't, some people seemed to judge her most of the times based on her appearance and think that she wouldn't be able to hurt anyone and thus trust her, but her closest friends hadn't allowed appearances to lead their judgment of her especially the ones from the Timber Owls and the Garden, she had after all been a girl that had betrayed her father and government, they had seen beyond that to trust her and that was what had made her appreciate them all the more.
"To answer your question, I offer to help you because my heart tells me that I can trust you, I can't explain it exactly but I realized it when you came to see me." With a small sigh she leaned against the couch, gazing at a random spot ahead of her "If I'm wrong and you turn against me, which I hope that you won't, well I will take my chances."
She was being sincere and she was sure her tone showed that just like it hinted that she had still wanted to say more but she didn't, it was a bit shameful to admit that his presence had made her feel less lonely and that his company was more than welcome for her since she didn't know a lot of people in this place.
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"I did owe you." He replied, sounding a bit amused. Owed her and ran off to nearly die. He definately had to make up for that happening. "What kind of a person would I be if I just broke a promise?"
A monster.
A freak
Too much backstabbing in the past. Far too much, and he was fed up with it. "You're very soft-spoken. Patient. I can talk to you easily, somehow, and you do remind me of a couple people with all this talk of trust and whatnot." Home, and in the city. His own friends and the friends he made... it seemed strange to think it had all happened in the span of nearly four years now. All of these people...
The world changes in strange ways.
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