My fondest memory - Group 19

Mar 16, 2011 19:20

Characters: Vincent Valentine, Rishfee, Cid Raines.
Progress: In-Progress.
Summary: THIS. IS. MEMORIAAAAAAAAAA.
Location: ???
Date: 16th March.
Warnings: Fluff~

the cosmic wheel. )

cid raines, rishfee, vincent valentine

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chaos_vessel March 16 2011, 22:03:03 UTC
Vincent followed Rishfee silently, as usual absorbed deeply by his own thoughts. His thoughts were on his own memory, as well as on what he had seen of both Rishfee's and Cid's. It was a better train of thought than wondering what awaited them while they traveled toward the exit ( ... )

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Busy couple of days asjhagdhas sorry I am fail animus_concisus March 19 2011, 14:30:55 UTC
At the moment, it simply seemed as if Rishfee was going mad, reacting to things that were clearly not there. It was continuing, he figured, the oddness that had already started.

"Do you see more than I do?" he murmured to Vincent, wondering exactly what was going on in the other man's mind.

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dw, dw. immortal_lion March 19 2011, 17:18:39 UTC
This isn't going to last.

The thought struck him as he ducked the flying food item, and upon opening one eye, hands still atop his head, and still in a sitting position, an absolutely enraged Amnaf wasn't what he saw. Instead, it was one of Vincent's greaves. Exhaling, he closed his eyes and felt the lighthearted feeling leave him just as quickly as it came, something akin to disappointment forming in it's place.

Stupid of you to think it would. He thought to himself, getting to his feet, and looking to the ground. No words came. No explaination, no embarrassment. Just a feeling; a wish to be near her again. Worry for her, too. What was happening in his absence? What was happening to her, specifically?

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chaos_vessel March 19 2011, 18:00:12 UTC
"I can see all of it." Vincent responded, glancing over toward Raines briefly before returning his attention to watching the memory. "It's a memory." He couldn't really say much more about it other than that. He didn't know entirely what it was, after all, but it was also up to Rishfee whether he wanted to explain the memory further.

It was easy to see when the memory ended, simply by the change in Rishfee's expression and demeanor. "We should keep moving." he suggested, instead of commenting on it. However lighthearted the memory had been, the effect it had on Rishfee was not a good one, if his silence and downcast eyes were any indication.

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