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[talebeyonddeath]

Characters: Auron, Vincent, Fletcher
Content: People stop by to make sure Vincent doesn't go all emo... again.
Location: Bryant Park Hotel
Time of Day: Early Evening
Warnings: None that I can think of

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[optionalwangst]

Things had been... arragnged in his room, for the time he had been sucluded within. A few days before everything, he had made the trip back to the old museum to see for himself if everyone had gone

[talebeyonddeath]

Vincent's wording had surprised the guardian to some point, but it would take someone who knew the man very well to have been able to tell. Friend. He hadn't been called that in awhile. There was something about the way it had been said coupled with Vincent's aversion to his eyes that told Auron something was amiss.

"I'd think this different from before," he replied, already looking past Vincent and into the other room. "Unless there's something unsaid." The room was clean. The way everything was organized looked to be done with purpose, as though there were a message meant to be said with the placement of it all. A glimpse of reflected light caught Auron's attention. So he was leaving the gun behind.

"You're going somewhere." It was as much a question as an observation, an unsaid "where?" lingering behind the words. It was Vincent's decision to go where he pleased as far as Auron was concerned. He did, however, wonder how long Vincent intended this trip to last.

[optionalwangst]

There were quite a few people he trusted in the city, and only a handful he was certain weren't capable of betrayal. Auron was one in that handful, but he couldn't just tell him about what was happening. Leave the general city, traverse to the most dangerous areas and attempt to slow down the organization's attempts to free the monsters. If anybody found out, they would attempt to accompany, or stop him. He didn't need to put any lives in danger... or, more danger than they were at this moment. If he had to lie, he would deal with it.

Stepping back into the room to allow the other man in, he quietly shut the door behind him with a click. Though it had taken him this long to organize everything exactly as he wanted it, he at least trusted Auron enough to not rearrange it if he simply wanted to talk. And all things considered, Vincent knew he was in for a talk. For once, he seemed to be acting like the suspicious one, moreso after Xemnas' words.

He could pretend, but he couldn't stop what he truly was

[just_like_nii]

Vincent's message had worried Fletcher. It was inspirational, yes, and that was something everyone needed right about now. Trying to find a way out...

What if he couldn't? What if there was no way? Fletcher had to at least go talk to him. He took not only a syringe of blood, but also a spare pipe they'd wound up not using in their hydroponic setup. He walked quickly, almost jogging, and instead of turning the corner at fifth avenue he rushed up the stairs two at a time to the library and cut through.

It wasn't long before he made it to the hotel. He caught his breath on the elevator ride up and went to knock on Vincent's door.