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.

[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]

[ 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.

[swooshycape]

Apparently so...

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

[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.]

[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]

... 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.

[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. ]

[colorofthesky]

[ No no...he'll refrain from doing squats for now. ]

Ohhhh.

[ He thinks about that for a second. ]

You need that, don't you?

[swooshycape]

[ He nods. ]

[colorofthesky]

...Why would she send you without it, then?

[lucrecia]

I am so very happy that you survived. I can't regret what I did when...here you are.

[Right? The sad expression and the apology are nothing by comparison.]

[swooshycape]

Hn... she seems to find the idea... of me transforming unpredictably .... entertaining.

[ by his tone he clearly does not. ]

[colorofthesky]

[ Zack sighs. ]

They really like making things tough on us, don't they?

[swooshycape]

... it is in the past, in any event...

... and I was glad to be useful... in the end.

[swooshycape]

Mm.

[ pause.. ] If.... I put others in danger.... will you stop me?

[lucrecia]

You could have been useful as more than a thesis. More than an experiment. But it was all I could think of to do. I could not bear it if you died again. Not when I could save you.

[swooshycape]

[ He blinks. ]

... I like to think... that I was... more useful than that.

[ The whole exploding thing in the end to save the world and so on. ]

... but I do not think... you need to worry about me dying... anymore...

[ Hard to tell how he feels about that. ]

[colorofthesky]

[ ...Well, that's a weighty question.

He thinks about it for a moment. ]

I'd try.

[swooshycape]

... that is all I can ask.

... thank you.

[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...

[lucrecia]

I do not believe you have to worry about me dying either.

[And she knows how she feels about that, but it's debatable how he should feel, so she just shakes her head and wrings her hands. Helpless.]

You...you were more useful than that. It is all my fault. I'm so sorry.

[swooshycape]

[ He shakes his head. ]

I believe Hojo ... deserves most of the blame... at this point...

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.