Reno. Status.

[Vincent sounds like shit. Tired, strained, his voice is hoarse and sharp with pain, but this is one old coot who doesn't know when to roll over and die even when he IS human.]

Kimiko.

[Beat.]

Kim. Are you all right?

Mimmi, Auron, Marco. I hope you're still with us.

[And another beat.]

Sephiroth. Wherever you are.

[He's ( Read more... )

[When Vincent speaks, it should be noted that he sounds almost identical to his shadow from the other day, or how he did at the Masquerade. Human voice. Vincent came back to life as the monster he is, spent about twenty minutes getting cleaned up, and then found himself suddenly human. Go figure.]"Esto cum Deo. Te rursus in excelsis videbo ( Read more... )

[Vincent is twenty-one years old and has no idea what is going on. He's sitting on a bed, back to the headboard, in a room he doesn't recognize, holding what appears to be a black leather shirt in his left hand and a threaded needle in his right. Thus, he has no idea what's going on ( Read more... )

[Vincent is drunk. Properly and sincerely, for the first time in thirty-two years. He's sitting up on deck two, in the pleasant--if artificial--midday sun, with a bottle of something ridiculously high proof in one hand and another sitting next to him on the deck, with his legs hanging over the side of the ship and a cigarette in his mouth. He's ( Read more... )

[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 ( Read more... )