[Although this is definitely Vincent's userID, the voice that comes over the line is distinctly not his: It's higher, less cultured, less pained, and his words are spoken slower. The accent is the same, the vocabulary, but the voice itself is very, very different.]
[Locked from Veld and Lucrecia // 62% Unhackable]People say you don't know what
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He's wearing a t-shirt that would fit better on Heidigger, one shoulder visible through the overwide collar before he pulls it back up and orders coffee and whatever breakfast is today. A pair of rainbow tye-dye shorts keep him decent enough to be seen in public, and his bare toes curl around the horizontal bar of the stool he's settled in a few away from Vincent.]
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You know, it wouldn't be difficult to procure a percolator for your quarters.
[His tone is still more or less neutral, but there's an edge of amusement to it. It's...really nice to be able to feel that without worrying about what it could trigger.]
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[Reno's tone is dry, and there's a touch of annoyance before he gives Vincent an odd look. He's pretty sure he's seen this guy somewhere before...or someone that looks sorta like him. Probably from the comm's or something. The thought is put away when a large cup of coffee arrives.]
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[He shrugs lightly, facing forward again.]
You take far too much enjoyment from getting into trouble to willingly hole yourself up for any extended period of time.
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[Really he didn't enjoy it, he just happened in to it most days and it was sometimes a bit of fun to break the monotony.]
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And if I told you my knowledge was firsthand?
[He sips his drink again.]
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They probably lied to you.
[Somehow Reno wouldn't put it past either Vincent or Veld to tell new arrivals to be careful around him. Especially... oh, look that's a Turk suit if he ever saw one. Brilliant.]
Haven't seen you here before.
[In Sergi's or on the rest of the boat. No wonder he looked familiar, they'd gone through a lot of Turks back in the day.]
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[And then he tosses his head a little, as if trying to get his hair out of his face--only it's not long enough for that particular gesture to work very well--and looks sideways at Reno, brown eyes through black hair.
Haven't you seen this before, Reno?]
But I was never as social as you.
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Eh, not many newbies are the first few years. You'll get out there.
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These pins haven't been in use for years, but Reno should recognize it all the same. ShinRa crest on the front, and two initials on the back, one on either side of the pin itself. V. D.
This is a vice director's pin. "Turk second," in Reno's time. Same rank as the redhead himself.
Vincent doesn't say a word.]
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It's picked up with a blink, and he turns it over.]
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[his voice is dark, sure he may not actally wear the damn thing but it's like his tie. He still has one and will use it every now and again.
This is the serious side of Reno, he thinks you broke in to his place and stole it turk-who's-name-escapes-him-but-can't-be-Vincent.]
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It doesn't last, of course, a couple seconds at best, but Vincent still smiles, shaking his head and reaching up to rake a hand through his hair when he stops.]
Minerva, Reno, how can you be such a good Turk and be this stupid first thing in the morning?
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What in Shivan's blue balls are you talking about?
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Blue suit, so I must be pre-Meteorfall.
[And he fixes the diamond back to his lapel.]
Vice director, at the same age as yourself.
[He folds his arms over his chest and turns slightly in his seat to face Reno better.]
But I know about Meteor, and you. The Plate, Midgar, everything.
Put it together.
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I've got three good ones. A- You're from the past. B- Something fucked up somewhere and you're me from an alternative timeline and holy fuck do I look hot with black hair, or C- there's some serious fuckery going on here.
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