[Thread: Cid, Reeve, and Vincent] Oh, baby, you so fine.
Who: Cid Highwind (without_sky) Reeve Tuesti (littleblackcait) and Vincent Valentine (and_it_aches)
What: Vincent's bringing Reeve some male clothing, and invited Cid along for the ride~
Where: Reeve's room; 2315.
When: After Reeve's fifth post.
Rating: ... Jesus. PG-13? R? Dear, sweet God.
It was not as if Vincent was totally a heartless sort of being. He could certainly sympathize with Reeve--losing ones manhood had to be along the lines of losing ones humanity?--but there was also the small, minute fact that Reeve, in Vincent's opinion, had it coming. No one got away with calling Vincent womanly. In his Turk days, there would of been a violent outcome. In Paradisa, you were turned into a woman.
O, sweet karma. Thou bringest the worst of pains--nevermind the fact that this certain outcome was... Very, very, ironic and, consequently, amusing.
There was still a small, amused smirk on Vincent's face as he arrived on the twenty-third floor, a bundle of dark clothing in his arms that he hoped would fit Reeve, slowing to a quick walk. He first went to Cid's door, knocking on it with the knuckles of his metal claw.
"Cid," he called.
What: Vincent's bringing Reeve some male clothing, and invited Cid along for the ride~
Where: Reeve's room; 2315.
When: After Reeve's fifth post.
Rating: ... Jesus. PG-13? R? Dear, sweet God.
It was not as if Vincent was totally a heartless sort of being. He could certainly sympathize with Reeve--losing ones manhood had to be along the lines of losing ones humanity?--but there was also the small, minute fact that Reeve, in Vincent's opinion, had it coming. No one got away with calling Vincent womanly. In his Turk days, there would of been a violent outcome. In Paradisa, you were turned into a woman.
O, sweet karma. Thou bringest the worst of pains--nevermind the fact that this certain outcome was... Very, very, ironic and, consequently, amusing.
There was still a small, amused smirk on Vincent's face as he arrived on the twenty-third floor, a bundle of dark clothing in his arms that he hoped would fit Reeve, slowing to a quick walk. He first went to Cid's door, knocking on it with the knuckles of his metal claw.
"Cid," he called.