Vincent and Ton?

[lsr_summons]

Who: Tonberry King, Vincent, and Chaos
When: After their last log here
Location: Junon
Rating: R because of language
Summary: Tonberry needs to set Chaos straight and remind him who is in charge. Poor Vincent's caught in the middle.

Chaos crossed Vincent's arms over his chest and huffed. "I'm not hurting anything, Tonberry, just having some fun.

Comments

[turkinabox]

The look that Vincent gave the WEAPON at that was...interesting, to say the least. He had a feeling he was stuck in the middle of something he really didn't want to see to begin with, and although Chaos' behavior was distinctly new, he was certain it was just a precursor to some kind of rage.

He knew, from what Chaos himself had said, that he was under orders to behave.

Vincent also knew that he obviously wasn't listening to this order at all thus far, and failed to see how Tonberry of all things could sway him otherwise.

"You're normally so much more convincing," Vincent said quietly, a little curious. This was by far one of the strangest things that had happened to him in quite a while, if only due to Chaos' reactions here.

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By this time, Tonberry had come into full view and he didn't look too pleased. "We all like to have fun, Chaos, but this is something different entirely." He made a quiet huffing sound. "And your lying is unbecoming, especially given that you're very bad at it."

He shot a glance at Vincent, having caught that bit of doubt about Tonberry's influence. "I'll get this sorted out, don't you worry."

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Vincent was suddenly entirely ignored. Despite the differences in size and appearance, Chaos backed up and made a face like an angry cat. If its tail had been there, it would have lashed around, that was certain. He growled, deep in his chest and the human hands that he had been wearing melted a bit to claws. "I didn't hurt him. And that was the rule. It isn't like any of us know where Alexander is anyway, what's the point if we're all going to hell in a hand basket?"

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"The deal" Tonberry replied, "was that you wouldn't hurt him and you would be useful." He shot Chaos as harsh a look as a Tonberry could muster. "And while we're at it, I suspect you may have been working under a somewhat liberal definition of 'not hurting him.'" He would ignore the comment about Alexander for now. It was true enough that none of them knew where Alexander and his host had got off to, but also, he thought, rather beside the point at the moment.

[turkinabox]

...Oh now that was very interesting. Vincent quirked an eyebrow, looking at Chaos with nothing short of true curiosity.

"Are you honestly feeling threatened?" He asked after a moment, squinting in confusion.

Surreal didn't come close to whatever it was he'd been dragged into here.

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Chaos bristled and the carefully set enchantment he had to make himself look like Vincent's human form was fading into his truer form. There was fur sticking up in odd angles and his hands had morphed into giant claws. He glared at Vincent with a deadly expression that Vincent was probably used to.

"No one asked you to butt in, Valentine."

He then glared at the Tonberry, looking rather ludicrous with their differences in size. "Well you can't send me back now! Things are just getting interesting."

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"I can and I will if you don't learn to behave." He continued to fix the other summon with a harsh stare. "Either you'll learn your place, Chaos, or we won't let you have any fun at all. And you know full well I don't say that idly."