It's so lonely when you're evil...

[willhavewings]

Who: quietus_muris and willhavewings
What: It's somebody's birthday~
When: 26th of June
Where: Meeting Vincent somewhere nice for a light dinner and heavy evil.
Warnings: It's Vincent and Chouno. Your eyes might bleed from the evil.

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[quietus_muris]

Vincent had just been finishing a few preparations for Chouno's birthday. The gift was elegantly wrapped, his attire was befitting any formal occasion worthy of royalty, and the diversion was in place. Just in case~ With that, Vincent made his way to their allotted meeting place, ignoring the stares and lustful gazes of the women he passed. How very nostalgic. It reminded him of the parties he would go to back home. Always the women would flaunt themselves over Gilbert and him. It was always so disgusting... Well, they were merely pawns. Disposable if need be. Much like several of the ones he had acquired since arriving

[willhavewings]

Chouno had, very easily once he tried, mastered the ability to walk without his legs touching his cape, making it appear as if he was gliding effortlessly above the ground. Once he had spotted Vincent, he had slipped through the area, sliding directly in front of his friend, but with some distance. It was the first time he had seen him in person, and wanted a chance to take a look at him before he approached.

After a few seconds of admiring him-such style he had, he glided closer, throwing the cape sideways with one arm. His voice was distorted, with a ringing bell like quality when he spoke, but it still clearly carried an amused tone.
"You must be Vincent Nightray."

[quietus_muris]

Vincent stood patiently, merely waiting. It would be well worth the wait though. Finally, he would have the opportunity to meet his new friend. It was rare to find someone whose mind set was remotely close to his own. So, it was quite a treat becoming acquainted with Chouno. Not many people wanted to see the world burn...

It wasn't long before he spotted a rather extravagantly dressed individual, watching him from beneath a mask. Vincent made no motion whatsoever. He had dealt with the Baskervilles for quite a fair amount of time. Thus, there was very little that could faze him at this point. Instead, he simply looked back to the masked individual, watching carefully. He smiled softly as the individual glided over to him. And then the voice. Different, yet... familiar. Stepping forward, he inclined his head ever so slightly.

"Chounou Koushaku, I presume?"

[willhavewings]

The head in the mask dipped slightly, as Chouno smiled down at the floor in the way he did when he was amused by something unamusing.
"Ah-As expected of Nightray-san. You are probably the only one who would recognise me from just this."
The quiet chuckle behind the distortion was turned into a musical chiming, actually with quite a nice rhythm to it.
"I thought it best to keep my face hidden for now."
Which was technically not a lie-he had thought it would be more fun to keep his face hidden, although the conclusion as to why would be left to his friend's imagination.
"It is good to meet you in the flesh, Nightray-San."

[quietus_muris]

"I can assure you, Koushaku... The feeling is quite mutual."

Vincent gave the young man before him a quick once over. His build was far... different than what he had anticipated. He was expecting the Chouno Koushaku he was speaking with to roll up in a wheel chair. Not walk nonchalantly up to him. Such a fascinating man.

"I certainly hope I will be able to see the face before the nights end."