Vincent Valentine on the canon point he'll be reapped with

[swooshycape]

......

[ insert an 'are you fucking kidding me' look here ]

... if you insist on dragging me out again... I would prefer to remain from before... that game.

[ I think we all know what game that is... ]

... particularly if you insist on sending me... without the protomateria...

[ Though he thinks maybe the break from doing Reeve's work for him might be worth it. Maybe. ]

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[lucrecia]

...I'm so sorry. For that game the protomateria.

[swooshycape]

[ Once upon a time, he might have smiled a little to see Lucrecia. Right now, however, he simply looks at her, quiet for a few moments as he ponders what exactly to say to that. ]

No you're not .... you did prove your thesis... at least.

[lucrecia]

I wanted screen time outside the crystal, okay.

I should not...have used you to do so. I only wanted to save your life.

[Also win that research grant, but that's neither here nor there.]

[swooshycape]

... well he can't entirely blame you for wanting a chance to be fully rendered in a non lego-person way

[ He shrugs a little. ]

.... you succeeded there as well.

[colorofthesky]

[ See this? This is a biiiiig smile right here. ]

Coming back, huh?

[ If he really was a puppy, he would totally be wagging his tail right now. ]

[swooshycape]

Apparently so...

[ He is a little amused by this display. Oh puppy Zack....... ]

[colorofthesky]

[ Dude, you have no idea how much sad there's been with everyone leaving. Don't judge him for being happy to see you. ]

It'll be good to have you back.

[ He means it sincerely. But you know, of course, he has to ask... ]

What's a protomateria?

[swooshycape]

[ JUDGING FOREVER.... well.... only if you start doing squats. If you start squatting, he is leaving. ]

It will be nice to see everyone again...

[ But he pauses, crossing his arms as he considers the best way to explain. ]

It ... is what allows me to... maintain some control over ... my transformations...

[ Well... mostly just Chaos, but close enough. ]

[bemerry]

[ Merry is watching this rather with merriment overmastering everything else. To see someone so... utterly unamused and disgruntled with what one's mundane has done with their life.

Granted, his has mostly steered clear of making things difficult for him, even if she is not so lax with her other muses. ]

Not the most pleasant of circumstances, I take it, Master Elf?

[ Tall, dark, and broody. Definitely an elf, right? ]

[swooshycape]

[ . . . . . . . . . .

yeah no he just kinda blinks at Merry

granted, his hair covers his ears, but really? elf? ]

... I am not an Elf...

I did warn you.

[bemerry]

Well, you are certainly not a dwarf, and I suspect you are not a troll either. You cannot be an orc.

[ Whether the fact that he lists these statements so blithely or that he says them with such sincerity is more disturbing, shall be left to the discretion of the poor man in question. ]

I suppose you could be peredhel, but I doubt it, and you don't quite have the aspect of a man, either. Thus, elf.

[ A pause, thoughtful. ]

Or perhaps a Maiar. I have met few enough of those to distinguish, though some are wizards others are... [ giant snakes? banes of one's existance? pitiable and tragic yet utterly evil? ] not.

you did you did

[swooshycape]

[ Vincent just.... stares at Merry because what? ]

... I was... human...

[ That is what he eventually says because he really doesn't know what this short fluffy headed kid (?) is talking about. ]

[animusangelus]

You're coming back? [Hopeful! Look at him being hopeful! Okay he doesn't look hopeful, but this is Cloud. He doesn't do emotion well in any capacity.]

[swooshycape]

... perhaps.... when my Mun has completed her... accounting course...

[ It's ok - Vincent doesn't either. But he appreciates the sentiment all the same. ]

[animusangelus]

I kept your room empty.

[With lots of glaring and a lock.

Yes he put a lock on the door.

Take that, Wonderland.]

[swooshycape]

... thank you. ... it is... nice to know I have ... a place to return to.

[unregenerate]

Look at that, coming back to see me again, hmm?

[ She knows Vincent missed her special kind of demon charm, okay. She knows these things. ]

So, what's protomateria and does it dial back the broodiness? Or amp it up to 11?

[swooshycape]

Mm. Just for you... I thought you might... miss my boots. [ But his ghostsmile fades at the mention of the protomateria. ]

A crystal sphere... it allows me to control the demons within. [ Mostly. ]

[unregenerate]

You caught me, your fashion sense can't be beat.

[ Have a little eyebrow raise at that, Vincent. ]

So, without your little glass ball your demons go full throttle? That's something I'd like to see.

[sylvan]

We both had some pretty promising sequels that flopped, huh.

[Imagine how good they could have been! At least she ages well, right? That's something to hold on to.]

DAMN RIGHT. :c I was so excited for TAY 'cause FFIV is my favorite. And then.... well...

[swooshycape]

Mm. [ He nods and crosses his arms and .....! doesn't really elaborate. There really isn't much more to say unless, perhaps, they wish to list off their respective complaints.

He is watching her curiously, though. That green hair is quite striking. ]

... at least... you got a remake...

Y E P. the art was nice and idk... it just could have used more story, i guess. :<

[sylvan]

[She doesn't mind listening to them. It would be kind of rude to talk to someone and then tell them you don't want to hear it, after all.

She's one in a million. She's a bit self-conscious, though, brushing some behind an ear.]

Ah, but you get all the fanart! I imagine fans of yours wouldn't be quite as pleased with cute little sprites, either. [Ladies love them serious bishies, man.]

[soldierfirst]

A supposed return...?

[swooshycape]

Mm. ... if her schedule clears up sufficiently... I will return.

[ And hopefully things will become less unfinished between them. ]

[soldierfirst]

I will consider it hopeful in the least pressuring way.

[And yes, there will be much for them to talk about.]