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.

Comments

[strippedofgrace]

Muns have a weird sense of humor.

*starts the Yuffie stampede*

[materiahunter]

You really need to lighten up, old timer.

[swooshycape]

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

[strippedofgrace]

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

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. ]

[swooshycape]

An endless, inescapable parade of puppets...

[strippedofgrace]

Pretty much.

...like the cape.

[swooshycape]

[ He blinks, now lifting his eyebrows a little. ]

... Thanks.

[ He doesn't really understand everyone's fascination with it, though. ]

[caringwarrior]

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

[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.

[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......

[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. ]

... 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.

[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.]

[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. ]

[swooshycape]

... I do not require a lamp.

[ He decides to forgo glaring at her. At least her teasing doesn't include calling him old or talking about coffins. He does realize she is teasing, but he can't think of any dry comments to make about lamps at the moment, so he answers seriously instead. ]

A room with a window would be better.

[caringwarrior]

Maybe you could make one? I'm sure you can give yourself some light.

[confined_to_briah]

Why would they put you there and find it entertaining?

[strippedofgrace]

[This is a man with a feather boa.

Do not take his opinions seriously.]

[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.

[swooshycape]

[ He tilts his head, shaking it once. ]

It is unnecessary. ... in any case, I would still prefer a window and a room on another floor...

[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.

[caringwarrior]

And your mun's not budging on the idea of sticking you back in a dark basement?

[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?

[neverbeamemory]

Then we have something in common it seems. Who would have guessed.

[Sephiroth smirks from across the shadowed hallway.]

Not a great deal, less that I'd share with you. It's brighter than here, though. Much brighter.