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[sendthefallen]

Characters: Yuna, Vergil, Roy, other visitors?
Location: Fatalitiy Condominiums 1A
Rating: PG
Time: November 3rd - 3pm onward
Description: Yuna settles in at home to recuperate from injuries. Awkward cuteness? Plus visitors?

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[sendthefallen]

Yuna sat in her warm spot on the couch with her hands clasped above her lap for quite some time, her eyes softly closed and her lips wearing a faint smile. She had barely heard the direction that he’d headed off to; Vergil made surprisingly little noise when he moved based on size and stature alone, though it had always seemed to match his personality. Yuna had never thought of him as particularly sneaky, but now that she thought about it, behind the darkness of her eyelids, he would probably be very good at it given the opportunity.

In fact, he must have been actively trying to be quiet when he made his way back, but she didn’t hear a thing. She had briefly entertained the idea of peeking ever so slightly when she felt the gentle weight drop into her lap, surprising her momentarily. Her eyes flipped open without a thought even as she felt the bundle squirm and move above her body on the blanket, tiny paws gripping the fabric. She blinked down at the creature with shocked eyes before her chin raised to look up at him. Yuna held his gaze for a long moment, stunned into literal silence, before she looked back down at the tiny thing, reaching out for it with her good hand.

As her fingers touched the soft fur, her face literally melted into happiness, a look of pure adoration in Yuna’s eyes.. She still couldn’t find words to speak, unsure of what to even say, or if she should say anything at all. The summoner marveled at the interesting color of its fur as she finally dragged her gaze away to look back up at Vergil with a very different expression this time, taking in the cool blue of his eyes. They almost match, she thought suddenly.

“It’s the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen,” she said after another long moment. Yuna’s eyes stung lightly, as if she might tear up, but she didn’t look away from him just yet. “When did you do this?”

[blue_darkslayer]

Vergil didn’t say a word as Yuna’s eyes rose to his. He simply gazed back, reading her expression calmly, hoping all the while he’d chosen wisely. He couldn’t quite keep the tiniest trace of a half-smile out of corner of his mouth though when she looked back at the small bundle of fur. He then decided that he most definitely had. Beyond the mere fact that she was taken by the creature seemingly immediately, with any luck the two of them would be able to keep each other occupied while he was away. He was a little surprised at just how much it pleased her, though.

He was far more surprised at her unguarded look of joy, apparently enamoured. It caught him off-guard as well. That’s new. He’d certainly never seen her turn that upon anybody before. Happy, yes, but... His eyes softened of their own volition and when she looked back up at him he didn’t immediately reply, momentarily lost for words. There was something about that unexpected tenderness that affected Vergil profoundly.

“He wasn’t ready for me to pick up until just before Halloween,” Vergil explained quietly, “I’ve had to hide him in my room.” He hadn’t exactly gone and picked an average housecat for their pet, as befit his nature. He might have been thinking a little of himself in choosing a Russian Blue, but the thing had seemed endearing enough, and evidently it was good enough for Yuna.

Prompted by curiosity, he circled the couch and knelt down by the two of them and idly scratched behind one of the kitten's ears. Despite having been the one to pick it up, he'd barely looked at it more than once or twice.

“He needs a name, too.”

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‘Good enough’ didn’t even begin to cover it. The furry gift wasn’t just the cutest thing she’d ever seen, though that did help. The softness and color of it’s fur, the way its tiny nose nuzzled against her hand, the way it curled up into a ball on her lap comfortably, these things helped too, but there was still more to it than that. Yuna wasn’t quite sure how to put it into words, but the gesture meant an incredible amount to her.

Perhaps it was part coincidental foresight, since he couldn’t have possibly known that she would soon be stuck at home and have a desire for company, but at the same time maybe he had, acting under the assumption that he’d realized she’d miss him when he was gone during his shifts in the evenings. That this fact didn’t bother him enough for him to act upon it also meant something important. Either way, the gesture left her feeling incredibly happy and warm. Vergil didn’t seem the type that simply bought gifts for others, or took the time to surprise anyone. And yet here he was, crouching beside her, watching her for her reaction in a way that suggested that how she felt about it mattered to him.

Yuna wanted to wrap her arms around his neck, pull him towards her and hold him tightly. With one of her limbs properly held in the sling, she had to settle for slipping her other good arm around and over his shoulder, settling her forehead and cheek against the slope of his neck. “He’s wonderful,” she said genuinely, quietly. “You’re wonderful. You didn’t have to do this.”

Yuna had never had a pet in her life, and she was unsure how to go about naming one. She remained where she was, still for a moment, before she lifted her her head to look at him thoughtfully before speaking. “Well, you’ve spent more time with him so far. Have you thought of anything appropriate?”

[blue_darkslayer]

Perhaps Vergil ought not have been surprised by Yuna's gesture by now, recent events considered, but if her look of adoration a few seconds previous came as unexpected the sensation of her arm sliding about his shoulder did even moreso. It was a good thing - or maybe not - that her face was against his neck, since she couldn't see his eyes widen. The notion of the girl hugging him wasn't foreign by now since it had occurred a couple of times already, but that had been sudden, and it somehow felt more heart-felt intimate.

He could feel her breath against his skin as she spoke.

It was a miracle that he had even caught the words. He'd had the presence of mind at least to reach out with one hand and steady her, holding her against him in a manner that served as a medium between familiarity and propriety. He was as much conscious of caring for her as considerate of the fact that she was injured. Nonetheless, he discerned her quiet words.

You're wonderful. Now there was a foreign and conflicting concept. Inwardly he was torn between yearning, self-admonishment, confusion and uncharacteristic uncertainty. His eyes and expression were unreadable when Yuna finally lifted her gaze to his.

"Not really," Vergil murmured, before answering more audibly, "I've barely given it much time at all since bringing it home." That and, privately, meeting the new pet was something he had decided to share with her. It was theirs to share after all and if there was something he was guilty of, but would never admit, it would be sentimentality. "Any ideas?" he asked genuinely. He had absolutely none. The sort of naming conventions he was accustomed to were completely unsuitable for a cat.

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His skin felt pleasantly warm against her cheek as he moved to hold her, and it almost felt as is he were trying to carefully cradle her against him, as if she might suddenly fall to the ground and break like some sort of doll. It felt nice to be cared for this way, nice and yet strange all at the same time. It made her emotions swirl within her, made her eyes sting, but all in a good and warm way.

Yuna wanted to stay like that for a long while, but she knew better. It was wrong for her to push her affection on him. She slowly pulled away to sit back up on her own, though her hand slide from around his shoulder to instead linger on his forearm.

As she brought her unmatching eyes to meet his cool blue ones, she found his expression entirely unreadable, and she schooled her own features into one of practiced calmness. She was being too pushy, she was sure.

"None at all," she admitted with a chuckle and a smile as Yuna shook her head slightly. "I've never needed to name anything before. Even my aeons already possessed names, though some summoners chose nicknames for them. I never felt that to be appropriate, so..."

[blue_darkslayer]

Vergil released Yuna without protest as she made to relax back into the couch again, though it wasn't without a muted sense of reluctance. He found himself wondering when she reverted to her usual serene demeanor: what is she thinking? He wish he knew. Motion was something he was flawless at reading, but people and their thoughts and feelings were other things entirely. Then again, he had a hard enough time with his own emotions.

What am I even doing? He was torn between continuing as if nothing had happened, and blurting out what had been on his mind the other night. If he was quite honest, it wasn't his own perceived mistake that was stopping him. It was the fact that for now he had to take care of her, which meant he didn't have the freedom to walk away or disappear if things turned ugly. He didn't have an avenue of retreat.

It felt difficult to continue holding Yuna's gaze, in any case, and Vergil shifted his eyes towards the kitten.

"I see," he mused thoughtfully. But really, it was all the same to him. It was just an animal. "There's no harm in waiting before naming him, I suppose. It's not like he needs one right this second." So long as they didn't leave it too long. But honestly, what the heck do you even call a cat? They didn't even know what its personality was like yet. If animals really possessed much of one. It was all foreign ground for Vergil.

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Yuna's hand remained where it was, laying lightly atop Vergil's forearm, as they spoke when he didn't move away or otherwise indicate that he disliked the contact. Still, as he broke eye contact with her to glance down at the kitten sitting top the blanket, Yuna did the same.

The small creature was taking turns between padding shakily around the uneven surface of the covers on her lap and sitting down to look up at them. The sight of its big, bright eyes made her smile. "Perhaps something will come to us later," she agreed, glad to leave the decision til later.

With that predicament decided (if only for the moment), Yuna's eyes lifted back up to his face as a question that had been swirling in her head for some time rose to the surface of her mind. It was something that she had put off, mostly due to other more pressing circumstances, but her curiosity got the better of her as usual.

"If you don't mind me asking, what happened the night of Halloween after we separated?" Clearly, he had fared better than her, and the evening had been chaotic. Yuna found that, even though she knew he'd ended up safe and at home with her, she couldn't help but want to know more.

[blue_darkslayer]

Vergil continued observing the kitten for a moment longer following Yuna's question, musing. He couldn't help but be a little amused by its intent staring. Given how huge they must appear in its eyes, it came as a surprise that it wasn't intimidated. On the contrary, it was either fearless or completely oblivious. He, not it. He'd been thinking of the creature as a material thing.

He glanced back across, then. "Do you remember the man I mentioned back during the meeting with Date and the other daimyo?" he asked, before continuing, "Ishida Mitsunari. Right after we parted ways, Koujurou found me and asked for my help finding Date, who was apparently missing. It turned out that he was in the Shopping District as well.

"Mitsunari located him at the same time we did, and he was after Date. One of the other daimyo, Chosokabe Motochika, was with him so Koujurou and I had to intervene." He grew thoughtful, then. "Now that I think about it, that's the first time I've had to fight Weapon and Meister versus Weapon and Meister." It was nothing short of a miracle that he'd come out at the end of the night without serious injury.

"After that we went to rescue Date and Dante. They'd been fighting one of the infected Berserkers. Dante had - unsurprisingly - tried to fight them alone, Date had come to his rescue, together they lost, and then Koujurou and I had to finish what they started."

Overall, his night had been pretty eventful.

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Yuna nodded. "Yes, the one who was...angry a lot." And apparently hated several of the other people at the meeting, including Dante's partner, Date. After that, Yuna listened to his story intently, attempting to hide the silly bouts of worry that formed as she heard about the danger he had been in.

It was certainly foolish of her to worry now, when the evening was done and over, and he was clearly safe. Vergil was fully capable of taking care of himself in a fight, but the idea of him being in danger always made her nervous, especially after having to take care of many of his wounds.

At the mention of the kind of fight he'd been involved in, Yuna tilted her head. "Oh, so Koujurou is a Weapon? You wielded him?" That was definitely good news. Vergil had been having difficulty with resonance, but if he'd been successful with another Weapon, than perhaps they were on the right track. "How was it?"

From the sounds of it, and the fact that he was completely unharmed, Yuna could guess that it had gone well enough, if not better so.

[blue_darkslayer]

Vergil snorted quietly. "To say the least," he drawled. Mitsunari was... volatile, and he had been nigh-uncontrollable under the effects of the Madness Wavelength. He knew from experience that it only exacerbated what already existed... and the only time Vergil had ever had that acute a response was when Kishin Asura was in Death City. It didn't bode well in terms of what Mitsunari must be like normally.

He nodded, then. Talk of Koujurou was more pleasant and far more promising. "He is. We managed to resonate." Of course, that left unsaid exactly how much that had affected him. They resonated. The only time he had succeeded with resonance at all since Michigan had been with Rikku, and that was only because they were extremely compatible. Yet even that had been difficult and painful. The other night, though...

"...I might have you to thank for that, actually," he murmured quietly. Vergil couldn't recall if he had actually audibly thanked Yuna for what she had done for him since he had left the clinic after his fight with Dante and Genesis. Her support had made worlds of difference. Sure, he could conclude that he would've eventually come out his depression on his own, but there's no telling how it might have affected him overall. And... had he not, by now, perhaps he might not have lived past Halloween.

He already knew that he alone couldn't stand against a Weapon and Meister combined. Yuna hadn't even been aware of her own abilities and she'd helped demonstrate that point to him.

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"That's wonderful!" Yuna's face brightened immediately. One of Vergil's greatest concerns had been his difficulty with resonance over the last several weeks, or perhaps even longer. "Did it go well?" She didn't want to be too hopeful, but perhaps Koujurou was still unpartnered. Yuna was pretty sure that finding a Weapon would do wonders to Vergil's continued mood.

"Was anyone hurt very badly?" That was also a pressing concern as well. Yuna didn't know much about either of the people that he'd fought against, but they weren't enemies. The madness wavelength had effected everyone negatively.

At his suggestion, Yuna's expression changed to one of confusion. "Me? Why?" She shook her head slowly. "I didn't do anything." Sure, she had tried her best to help him, but as far as she knew her suggestions hadn't really helped. In the end, he'd done this on his own, in her opinion. She couldn't take credit for it.