Vincent Valentine on possibly being sent to Entranceway

[swooshycape]

. . . I suppose... it might not be so bad.

[ But having said that, Vincent heaves a sigh, crossing his arms and leaning back against some handy nearby wall that is slightly shadowed and therefore a good place to lurk. Despite there being much expression on his face, the slight downward twitch of his eyebrows (if you can see them underneath his hair, that bandana, and the high collar of his swooshy cape) indicates that he's probably displeased. ]

However... I do not think having me room in a basement closet is as... entertaining as you seem to think.

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[strippedofgrace]

Muns have a weird sense of humor.

[swooshycape]

Mm. [ A nod. ] I do not understand it...

[strippedofgrace]

Nobody does, we sure won't be the first.

*starts the Yuffie stampede*

[materiahunter]

You really need to lighten up, old timer.

Not sure if better or worse than chocobo stampede...

[swooshycape]

[ He might have considered answering her with his voice if she hadn't just called him 'old timer.' Just because he's almost old enough to order off the senior menu --!

In any event, he just glares at her, completely and totally unimpressed. He's not really angry at her, but damn if he isn't going to pretend like he is. ]

[caringwarrior]

Muns think everything they do is quite clever. [And it is] But perhaps you should lighten up a bit too, Mr. Valentine.

[swooshycape]

Hn.

[ He drums his claw fingers along the side of his arm, clearly not convinced. ]

There is nothing light about living in a basement......

[caringwarrior]

Would you like me to get you a lamp to make it feel more homey? [She may or may not be teasing you. Spoilers: She is.]

[yuffiekisaragi]

Boy, you need a sense of humor.

[ How could he not see how hilarious that is? Vincent 'Glareface' Valentine making camp in a basement. Should feel like home to him. ]

You just gotta get yourself a coffin and it'll be just like the old days. The damp, dark old days.

... I have an addiction to joke tagging people. Just... so you know.

[swooshycape]

[ Speaking of glareface, guess what he's doing right now!

If you guessed giggling as he sings and skips down the yellow brick road, then you are dead wrong! But never fear, the glare is here.

If looks could kill, Yuffie would probably have been murdered when she stole some gil when Cloud was just trying to save his game at that suspicious save point in the middle of the world map field, but since she's impervious to glaring, it's likely that the glare Vincent now fixes her with bounces off harmlessly. ]

... No.

LMAO it made me laugh pretty hard

[yuffiekisaragi]

[ Yuffie rolls her eyes. Death glares are nothing, she gets those like twenty times daily. If enough time goes by without someone giving her the stink eye she knows something's wrong. ]

Can't tell if you're saying no to the coffin or the humor. Don't worry, I'm sure you can get yourself a nice one to call home! Just like your old one, grumps.

[cetra]

Well, it's a little funny.

[ There's a teasing grin on her face. No offence, Vincent. But hey, no worries, she's got your back. ]

At least the closets have magic. I'm sure you can make it as big as you want!

[...okay, maybe she's not done teasing. ]

[swooshycape]

[ Nope. Not amused.

Aerith is saved from the full force of his disapproving glare, however, because the idea of a closet that can change size is interesting and a little bit distracting. He blinks, quirking an eyebrow slightly in what is - believe it or not - a show of interest. ]

Magical... closets...?

[ His mun has not deigned to inform him of all the details of Entranceway yet. ]

[cetra]

[ She's amused enough for both of them. ]

Oh yes. When you go up to one and have something specific in mind you need, it'll be inside when you open the door. Within reason, anyway. You can't exactly summon people.

[confined_to_briah]

Why would they put you there and find it entertaining?

[swooshycape]

[ Vincent is quiet, gazing at Alexiel appraisingly for several moments before he shrugs. ]

... I spent a long time asleep in a hidden room in the basement of an old mansion. She... thinks the parallel would be amusing.

[confined_to_briah]

( She doesn't look amused. )

She possesses a sick sense of humor, then.

[neverbeamemory]

You of all people should not have a fear of dark places. Claustrophobic much? My mun finds this ironic and I'm almost in agreement.

Wonderland is certainly...colourful.

[swooshycape]

[ Vincent frowns, both at the accusation and because this is Sephiroth. ]

It's not fear. It's simply that I do not share my mun's sense of humor. I have spent enough time in basements already...

[ He pauses for a moment or two here, simply watching Sephiroth and probably debating whether or not he owed it to Cloud to put a bullet in the man's face ]

What do you know... about this Wonderland?

[hat_everything]

Well, that's Muns for you. You won't get much choice in the matter, so you might as well cheer up a bit.

[swooshycape]

[ This seems to amuse him a little, and he smirks slightly. ]

Being faced with the inevitable doesn't really do much to ... cheer me up...

Perhaps we differ in that.

[lemonscarf]

I'm sure it won't be so bad-- especially if you spruce it up with some nice decorations. Like a lava lamp. [Lava lamps are endlessly entertaining and brighten up the space.]

[swooshycape]

[ Vincent blinks once or twice, taken aback at the suggestion. ]

A lava lamp.

[ There's a moment where he briefly considers it - he remembers them coming into fashion a few years before all hell broke loose, so to speak. It isn't a favorable memory, however - what he recalls reminds him a little too much of some of the more interesting glowing fluids in labs... ]

I'm not certain I would refer to a lava lamp as 'nice'... Nice target practice, perhaps.

[provenworth]

....So it seems you and I are in the same boat.

[How do Turks appear? Vincent knows, so it doesn't need to be questioned or debated. Turks just show up, whether you expected them, or wanted them, to. And she's mirroring his posture, arms crossed lightly over her chest, standing a comfortable and respectable distance away.]

And I think your mun has a morbid sense of humor. You've had your fair share of time in dark and dank places - I think you deserve to have some time under open skies for a while.

[swooshycape]

[ It's a trade secret that all new recruits learn in their basic Turk training: how to pop up when least expected. But either way, Vincent glances sidelong at her, nodding in acknowledgement. ]

... I thank you for the sentiment. I suppose we will have to wait and see what the weather is like. See how open those skies really are...

[ As he speaks, he studies her a little, gauging her well-being and seeing if she's still nursing any wounds. ]