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[so in case you're wandering around the town, you may notice Vincent perched on top of a roof, metal boots dangling slightly and his cape blowing with whatever small breeze passes by.
he's waiting, biding his time until evening for that arranged spar with Cloud and watching the other winged people down below run their daily routines from up above. feel free to pester him, he's just thinking to himself and polishing his gun, the Death Penalty.]
he's waiting, biding his time until evening for that arranged spar with Cloud and watching the other winged people down below run their daily routines from up above. feel free to pester him, he's just thinking to himself and polishing his gun, the Death Penalty.]