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Who: Vincent Valentine & Aerith Gainsborough
When: A few short hours after Vincent speaks with Sephiroth.
Where: Her church.
Rating: G, more than likely.
Summary: Vincent goes for a walk around the town/city and ends up at the church. Deep in his thoughts he doesn't think of who he possibly may run into, and thusly does just that.

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[onegil]

In all honesty, Aerith had needed a break. She needed to get away if it were even possible, and no matter how much she wanted to avoid it the church was where she ended up time and time again. Thinking back on everything wasn't doing her any good here, though. She still hadn't spoken to Tseng since... that, Cloud was still away, and where would she even get started on her forever-missing Holy materia? There was too much to handle at once.

Sighing to the empty church, the flower girl was on her way out the doors when suddenly they opened in front of her. "Oh!" And Vincent Valentine was the last person she expected to see standing before her, towering as he always did because gods he was too tall and she felt a little too short next to him. "Vincent!" But she greeted him with a smile nonetheless, more out of habit than anything. Without a smile, she just didn't feel right.

"So you aren't avoiding me. I'm relieved."

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A finger lifted to her lips and she hummed thoughtfully. It wasn't that she had anything important to do, or anything at all come to think of it. "I'm not busy right now," she replied after a moment, smile returning to meet him as she moved beside him again.

"Lead the way, Mr. Valentine," she spoke lightly, "and we can see if maybe we'll get a good view of the entire city from there."

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Vincent nodded and began to walk, taking in the sights of the pews and various statues. A view was exactly what he was looking for. A place to come when he wished to be alone to this thoughts.

His apartment was fairly secluded, which was good, but he didn't always feel up to being confined within a space.

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Well, taking Aerith would probably defeat the 'alone' purpose considering now she had a good idea of where to look for him if she ever needed him. Still, she said nothing about it and followed quietly, watching the way his cloak moved with his steps until they'd passed through the doors and toward the back room.

At the sight of stairs ahead Aerith slowed her steps to fall behind a few steps, slow enough to allow him room ahead of her. "Are you sure you want me to come?" The question finally let itself go. No matter how nosy she could have been, she didn't want to step on any golden booted toes.

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Vincent paused at the first step that would lead up to the roof, Aerith a little ways behind him. He doesn't bother looking at her, not certain if he wanted to see her reaction or not.

"If I didn't, I would not have asked you about the roof." There it was, he said it. Apparently she was the only one allowed up here along with him, so long as she didn't go about telling anyone.

[onegil]

Eyebrows lifted but it was a content surprise and Aerith nodded to his back and caught up in a few quick steps, hand resting on the railing as she came up behind him. "If you say so." She wouldn't argue, clearly. If he thought she was trustworthy to take with him, she wouldn't tell him otherwise.

In fact, maybe she could use this as a place to escape to as well, so long as he wasn't bothered by it. "It can be our secret hideout," she joked, laughing a little at herself.

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Vincent makes a soft sound in his throat that could be mistaken as amusement on his part. Maybe. He says nothing as he leads the way up the steps. Soon enough they make it to the roof, their destination. There was a pretty good view of the city from here.

Yes, this would do just fine.

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Once they'd stepped out she moved around him to get a better view of the open space. "It's not bad, right?" She didn't need him to answer, she rarely did, but she looked back to him with a smile. "If something's going on, we can come up here to figure it out if we have to." A safe haven, if she had the nerve to call it that.

Nothing was safe here.

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"Perhaps." Vincent replies simply, looking Aerith's way but then quickly away when he sees that she's actually smiling at him. Ignoring that he makes his way to the edge of the roof and takes a seat, looking out at the city.

In the distance he could see the heavily radiated area past the walls.

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She wondered at times if she made him uncomfortable, but the answer came just as quickly as the question. She knew she made people uncomfortable, and situations would sometimes become awkward, but she never let it get to her. Maybe that was why she could adapt so well.

"Hm, I see.." Aerith didn't let the smile fall this time and she moved to stand beside his seated form, the tips of her boots over the edge of the roof as she looked out ahead. "I'll have to go out there at some point," she spoke again, voice low because -- well, she hadn't really told anybody that she planned to head out that way.

"Somewhere out there is Holy," if her voice could get quieter, it certainly had as a hand lifted to finger the ribbon in her hair where the pale orb was missing.

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"Holy...here?" Vincent is half speaking to Aerith, and half speaking to himself. He looks in the general direction that Aerith is, and for awhile he's silent. It isn't that he's mulling over something so much as he's simply enjoying the view as best as one could with this sort of city.

"When you go, take me with you."

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"Mmm," she nodded, intent on the distance. No matter how hard she looked, she couldn't see it from here, nor the mysterious thief who took the materia itself from her. It was comforting that he wanted to join her, though. Cloud and the others, Tseng especially, would never let her leave.

"You'll be the first to know when I'm ready." She heard stories of the first ones to leave, but she couldn't let it scare her from it. Sighing to herself, the flower girl finally sat down beside him, nudging his arm gently with her own.

"I won't hold it against you if you get scared, though." Teasing him again.

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"How kind of you." He replies back, watching her somewhat obviously out of the corner of his eye. It was surreal, seeing her like this alive and sitting beside him, talking to him and being her usual self.

He wanted to say it was nice to see her again, or something to that extent, but he can't bring himself to do it.

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"You think so?" She laughed and shook her head. Despite the cold exterior she'd found it easy to warm up to him, at least when there was nobody to witness that Vincent Valentine was indeed human.

Aerith leaned forward a little, looking down over the edge of the roof to the ground below. It did make her somewhat nervous, and she looked over at Vincent to keep her mind from it. "Are you going to keep wearing the ribbon?" He didn't have to. She was here. Alive. There was no memory that needed to be saved yet.

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Vincent's back to looking straight ahead, though there's a feeling he's still plenty aware of what she's doing or looking at him. Would he keep wearing the ribbon though? He hadn't really thought about it, even after seeing her. He looks down at ti, touching it gingerly with a metal talon.

"Not if you don't want me to."

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Casting a glance to the ribbon, Aerith waited a moment before giving a light shrug. "It's not that I don't." In fact, it was a little sweet - maybe because pink was most certainly not his color. She couldn't help the small giggle at her own thoughts.

"But I don't want you to wear it because you feel you have to." She imagined it might have all started with Yuffie superglue-ing the ribbon to his arm.