Vincent Valentine (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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entranceway2013-05-21 11:51 am
swooshycape) wrote in entranceway2013-05-21 11:51 am
01 - Audio & Action - take your pick! Phone call or gun to the face...
[audio]
[ Vincent isn’t normally one to just try calling out of the blue, but he really wants some intel on this place - enough that he is willing to at least try, even if he is quite suspicious of, well... everything about this place. ]
Where is this? And to whom... am I speaking?
[ His voice is deep and quiet and mostly toneless - though there is a dark edge to it. He wants answers, and he expects to be given them. However, he has one last thing to add... ]
Yuffie, if this is your doing... [ ... well, if she’s listening, he’s pretty sure she can imagine the unspoken threat. ]
[action]
[ But even as he waits for any sort of response, Vincent doesn’t keep still. Instead, he carefully explores the mansion, moving quietly as he swoops down hallways, checking rooms and keeping to the shadows. You wouldn’t expect someone in a red cape to be particularly stealthy, but he manages it very well - unnaturally so.
However, stealthy or not, he is expecting a fight, so if he opens the door to a room someone is in, his gun is out and aimed right at them. ... really, he’s too used to a world where every space that isn’t a town or city is crawling with hostile wildlife. Don’t worry, though. He won’t shoot on sight. .... probably.
But you’d also better be careful if you meet him in a hallway - or more likely, he sneaks up behind you - as he is armed and dangerous and isn’t the friendliest looking person...
In either case, he won't waste time in asking questions. Unless he's already had the basics from someone else, in which case he'll probably lower the gun if he's sure you're not a threat. ... probably. ]
[ Vincent isn’t normally one to just try calling out of the blue, but he really wants some intel on this place - enough that he is willing to at least try, even if he is quite suspicious of, well... everything about this place. ]
Where is this? And to whom... am I speaking?
[ His voice is deep and quiet and mostly toneless - though there is a dark edge to it. He wants answers, and he expects to be given them. However, he has one last thing to add... ]
Yuffie, if this is your doing... [ ... well, if she’s listening, he’s pretty sure she can imagine the unspoken threat. ]
[action]
[ But even as he waits for any sort of response, Vincent doesn’t keep still. Instead, he carefully explores the mansion, moving quietly as he swoops down hallways, checking rooms and keeping to the shadows. You wouldn’t expect someone in a red cape to be particularly stealthy, but he manages it very well - unnaturally so.
However, stealthy or not, he is expecting a fight, so if he opens the door to a room someone is in, his gun is out and aimed right at them. ... really, he’s too used to a world where every space that isn’t a town or city is crawling with hostile wildlife. Don’t worry, though. He won’t shoot on sight. .... probably.
But you’d also better be careful if you meet him in a hallway - or more likely, he sneaks up behind you - as he is armed and dangerous and isn’t the friendliest looking person...
In either case, he won't waste time in asking questions. Unless he's already had the basics from someone else, in which case he'll probably lower the gun if he's sure you're not a threat. ... probably. ]
that icon cracks me up. Meg's expressions, man...
No, none of the above... I am a different kind of monster...
[ Though... something about her makes him curious. Maybe it's that she's even asking about this or maybe it's her nonchalance. Just something in her demeanor makes him wonder... ]
What about you?
she makes the best ones, i swear
A demon. Right in the flesh. [ She picks at at sleeve of her shirt, as though she's picking away a piece of lint. ] Well. Someone else's flesh, anyway.
[ She's past the point of pretending to be something other than she is. No sense in it, not when there's a horde of people she's associated with in her past right smack in the mansion with her. ]
Gonna spill on what kind of monster you are?
she really does. all the megs do. :3
... a host for demons of my own. I lost my humanity as punishment for my sins...
[ And because Hojo is a crazy bastard and Lucrecia is also kind of insane in her own way, but hey, everyone's got to have some rationalization for why bad shit happens to them, right? ]
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[ This is different. Usually it's the demon that's in control, but apparently not with this guy. She wonders what's so different, but then she gets the feeling he's one of those from a different planet.
These aliens, man. ]
We all lose our humanity because of our sins. The burden of free will, Red. Punishment for being human and blah blah blah.
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Mm. ... my name is Vincent.
[ He'd prefer not to be called Red. Sure, he may be deliberately missing the point of what she said, but well, whatever. That's his problem. ]
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She'll give his hand a second look before giving him a smirk. ]
Vincent. Got it, Red. [ Is she being an ass? Yeah, it's way more fun. ] The name's Meg. So, what's with the claw?
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... the one who put the demons in me also replaced my arm.
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Yes, she craves attention at times. Mostly the negative kind, but that's always the most fun. ]
You're just one hodgepodge of experiments, aren't you? Bet you've got some good memories from that. [ Actually no, she doesn't believe that. ] Can't say I've heard of science getting involved with shoving demons inside people, but hey. Different folks. I take it you're not from planet Earth, are you?
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But rather than saying that, he simply shrugs at her assessment of science. ]
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Gaia as in the goddess? [ Meh, too foofy of a name for her. Weird how they have a name from Greek mythology for their planet, though. ] Guess there's more that unites us than divides us, isn't there, mopey?
[ That's who he is for her - some mopey, line faced guy in a red cape. Hard to take him seriously when his hair is longer than hers and he has a damn claw for a hand. ]
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Also wow he does not appreciate the nick names but well, it's not any worse than Yuffie. And he's been called worse by plenty of people before. ]
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Yeah, like Greek mythology. Read up on it, I'm sure there's some crappy book on it in the library.
[ Which begs the question of why the similar name? A puzzle to ponder over never because like hell she's going to put forth effort into research. ]
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[ But perhaps he'll read about it anyway at some point when he's bored. ... he's going to be bored here a lot, so really it's inevitable that he'll read up on it and probably all sorts of other fascinating things.
like the Supernatural book series... ]no subject
Sure it is. [ Whatever you say, hellspawn. ] Not sure if I'm going for the tall, dark and broody thing you've got going on here.
[ Meg - judging people on their clothing choices since she was bored out of her mind in a bitchy, magical mansion. What else is she going to do? Knit? Pfft. ]
but meg there are thneeds to be made...
Hn. Let me change my entire look just for you, then.
[ Since Meg is well-versed in sarcasm, hopefully she'll pick up on it... even if Vincent says it in more or less the same tone as he says everything else. ]
she's had a discussion about thneeds before. it went as expected.
[ Oh, she knows sarcasm even when it's delivered in such a manner. He's speaking her native language, okay? ]
See, bending to my whims is a quick way to ensure my friendship.
[ Insert smirk here. ]
Want my suggestion? Go with a suit. Chicks really dig a guy in a business suit.
oh boy!
[ Insert him still not really smirking, though he's definitely amused. Somewhere. Deep down. Beneath the lineface. ]
But I've had enough suits in my time... My job once required me to wear them nearly all the time, and the hours were rarely only nine to five.
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[ Points in his favor for not flouncing in the face of her
annoyingcharming conversation. ]Only two kinds of jobs require a suit. The boring one and the not-so-boring. [ That second one could be secret agent man, or assassin. What's the difference, really? ] So, you an ex banker or something a little more deadly?
[ Yeah, tell her the life story, Vincent. It's more likely she wouldn't believe it, anyway. ]
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Even the more deadly jobs still involve their share of boring paperwork...
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Paperwork? Lame. [ She would be the biggest troll when it came to paperwork. ] It just doesn't leave much room to go about your deadly business, does it?
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Mm... it depends. Reports aren't so bad... you can get... creative. ... but there were still plenty of hours leftover for the fun bits...
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Now you can't go being vague like that without dropping a few deets.
[ Was there assassinating? That's really the only kind of fun she'd ever be interested in. ]
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[ Gotta be a tease. Or ... something.
Mostly he's just curious what sass will come out of her mouth next. ]
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Depends on how bored I am. I'll take a raincheck on the deets.
[ And she'll look him over once, her right eyebrow raising just a hair. ]
I'll just be on my merry way, then. I'm sure you have more of the mansion to glare at. Better do it soon, the attic might start feeling neglected.
[ Despite the blood red cloak and the line face, he's a mystery and that pings her. Guess who's going to be giving Vincent a hard time in the future? ]
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... I will be sure to give the rafters a particularly scathing look just for you.
[ He turns away, dramatically swirling his cape as he starts down the hallway once more. ]
Farewell, Meg...
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