When a Man and a Woman Love Each Other Very Much... [Finished]
Characters: Vincent, Lucrecia
Content: A proper reunion after thirty long years.
Location: The museum on Spring street
Time of day: Night
Warnings: None
Vincent shifted the various sheets and clothes in his arms and made his way into the planetarium at a quickened pace. He hoped no new arrivals at Keyblader's Court would need them at that moment... but there were none around the museum, and Lucrecia needed them.
...Lucrecia.
This world was an amazing thing to him. She was supposed to be dead, 'crumbled away', yet she was with him now. Alive. Existing. A part of him was thrilled she was here, yet he felt guilty for her having to deal with all of this nonsense as well. He sighed. It was better to make the most of it and try to look on the bright side for once. She would be alright. He'd make sure of it.
He kicked the door open to the darkened room and stepped inside, finding the woman on the couch with a laptop on her stomach and a microphone by her fallen hand. A mini-generator found lying around one of the exibits of the museum had been plugged into the star-machine, the pale lights reflecting off onto the woman's body. He had chosen here for a bedroom rather than any of the other exibits since it was peaceful and very much like Gaia's nights back home.
Lucrecia was fast asleep, having strained herself with merely speaking for the post. ...he shouldnt've left that computer by her. She needed to rest.
The red-cloaked man pulled the computer off her chest and lifted her up until she was sitting, discarding what little rags she was wearing and placing the new clothes overtop. The attire wasn't that impressive, really; just a dark, long-sleeved dress shirt and baggy grey sweatpants. ...Riku was right. They were a little big. He didn't think she'd mind, though.
Next came the sheets, about three heavy blankets in total. Gently lowering the brunette back onto the couch, the Ex-Turk gently draped the sheets, along with his crimson cloak, over the woman, hoping not to wake her up, and lifted her head to place the king-sized pillow underneath. He left the laptop by the couch in case she wanted to use it again and kept watch, leaning on the fabric. It was late, and he was tired, but he needed to stay awake. He needed to keep an eye on her.
Vincent ran his gauntleted hand through her hair, stringing the brunette locks between his metallic fingers and sighing contentedly. Who cared if they were on a monster-infested island? Who cared if they'd made mistakes in the past? They were finally together again after all of this time. The hand slid from the hair down to her face as she slept, vicious looking with a gentle touch. She was so beautiful. He wanted to be with her forever. Just to lie together like this, without any care in any of the worlds.
...unfortunately, the red-cloaked man had strained himself a bit between the late hour, lugging the woman home, and running around gathering supples. Though the position he was in was uncomfortable, he felt himself nod off into a light sleep.
Content: A proper reunion after thirty long years.
Location: The museum on Spring street
Time of day: Night
Warnings: None
Vincent shifted the various sheets and clothes in his arms and made his way into the planetarium at a quickened pace. He hoped no new arrivals at Keyblader's Court would need them at that moment... but there were none around the museum, and Lucrecia needed them.
...Lucrecia.
This world was an amazing thing to him. She was supposed to be dead, 'crumbled away', yet she was with him now. Alive. Existing. A part of him was thrilled she was here, yet he felt guilty for her having to deal with all of this nonsense as well. He sighed. It was better to make the most of it and try to look on the bright side for once. She would be alright. He'd make sure of it.
He kicked the door open to the darkened room and stepped inside, finding the woman on the couch with a laptop on her stomach and a microphone by her fallen hand. A mini-generator found lying around one of the exibits of the museum had been plugged into the star-machine, the pale lights reflecting off onto the woman's body. He had chosen here for a bedroom rather than any of the other exibits since it was peaceful and very much like Gaia's nights back home.
Lucrecia was fast asleep, having strained herself with merely speaking for the post. ...he shouldnt've left that computer by her. She needed to rest.
The red-cloaked man pulled the computer off her chest and lifted her up until she was sitting, discarding what little rags she was wearing and placing the new clothes overtop. The attire wasn't that impressive, really; just a dark, long-sleeved dress shirt and baggy grey sweatpants. ...Riku was right. They were a little big. He didn't think she'd mind, though.
Next came the sheets, about three heavy blankets in total. Gently lowering the brunette back onto the couch, the Ex-Turk gently draped the sheets, along with his crimson cloak, over the woman, hoping not to wake her up, and lifted her head to place the king-sized pillow underneath. He left the laptop by the couch in case she wanted to use it again and kept watch, leaning on the fabric. It was late, and he was tired, but he needed to stay awake. He needed to keep an eye on her.
Vincent ran his gauntleted hand through her hair, stringing the brunette locks between his metallic fingers and sighing contentedly. Who cared if they were on a monster-infested island? Who cared if they'd made mistakes in the past? They were finally together again after all of this time. The hand slid from the hair down to her face as she slept, vicious looking with a gentle touch. She was so beautiful. He wanted to be with her forever. Just to lie together like this, without any care in any of the worlds.
...unfortunately, the red-cloaked man had strained himself a bit between the late hour, lugging the woman home, and running around gathering supples. Though the position he was in was uncomfortable, he felt himself nod off into a light sleep.