banworthyfather vincent.Date: 2025-02-28 03:11 am (UTC)
[ Vincent replies in a manner he hopes is irritating to Chrollo.
Of course, he knows it won't be. Irritation isn't something the man feels unless he does. A contradiction that lives in human flesh; he supposes he understands what that is like.
He rides the trolley to get to the church. What an affair it is - things used to be simpler when a person could walk an unreasonable distance to get where they needed to go. Thankfully, the priest is tenacious and his hope in what will occur is soothing.
Arriving at the church, he grips the stuffed rabbit at his side. He breathes out a long, pained sigh as he enters the building. It seems like this has almost become their church. He wonders who brought it; either way, it doesn't matter. The person is no longer present and so it belongs to squatters like them.
bookofpowerschrollo lucilferDate: 2025-02-28 03:23 am (UTC)
(it became his main place at this point, although he has other hideouts throughout etraya. if meteor city makes its way here, somehow, would vincent surpass the smell of burning garbage under the scorching sun to see him? he wonders, but doesn't worry about it.
part of him is somewhat relieved; he knew the man would come back to breathe in etraya, but what ifs tend to flood his mind, even if they don't reach any outward expression. it certainly doesn't show in the way his gaze lifts from the book, moving to grab the coat so he's at least a little bit more dressed.
... only to have that motion cut by a teddy bear that he grabs with a frown. this is certainly UNEXPECTED.
bookofpowerschrollo lucilferDate: 2025-02-28 04:07 am (UTC)
As if you were not listening to me all this time? We reject no one, Vincent, that includes you. Somehow.
(again, friends is a relative term!!!
vincent's reaction, though? brings out something in him, and it does come out of him without him noticing, a laugh that sounds so honest like it dug its way out from the depths of his soul. a person he doesn't recognize, so much so he doesn't even realize that it came out.
he doesn't understand himself, because a part of him is buried so deep and so forgotten, meshed with all the masks he wore all these years... that when it emerges, he doesn't see it.)
You did forget the wine, so you are not in my greatest graces. How was dying?
banworthyfather vincent.Date: 2025-02-28 04:17 am (UTC)
Somehow.
[ He feels a disagreement well up in the back of his throat, but he accepts the words as they are. It is simply not rejection versus feeling close to him.
There is a line within him that tells him no one should cross it; a sense of closeness that a person would feel toward him that he doesn't allow. He can only distrust those who say they know him.
Unlike Chrollo who has a myriad of faces, Vincent has only one face. However, that "face" is a reflection on a pool of stagnant water - warped and distorting the features of the person it is reflecting. A rotting, disease-filled illusion, but he knows who he is.
banworthyfather vincent.Date: 2025-02-28 04:23 am (UTC)
I'll take that, then.
[ That he is not in his great graces due to not having any wine; it's a small win but it is his. ]
Terrible. [ He takes a step forward - one, two, three - and sits himself down next to Chrollo. A familiar position, a familiar pose; if he is not rejected, he will fill the space. This is why he views him as the investment as he does; one that is reliable. But even reliable investments can turn - one should never forget that much.
Vincent never does. ]
It was a sudden burst of agony, but enough to leave a mark on my soul. [ A dramatic re-telling, but it is truthful. ] It'll be difficult to do an act like that, again, but it produced the results I wanted... so I can't complain even if I may hesitate in the future.
bookofpowerschrollo lucilferDate: 2025-02-28 04:31 am (UTC)
I told you it would not be a soothing death, so it was not for lack of warning.
(although he finds that there is nothing like seeing it with your own two eyes to describe what sun&moon is capable of doing. no amount of warning could prepare one for that.
the toy is placed carefully next to him, and he resumes the task of putting his coat back on. at least vincent sat down, so he'll take it as a win.)
banworthyfather vincent.Date: 2025-02-28 04:50 am (UTC)
I know.
[ He waves his hand dismissively, even as his fingers tremble at remembering his violent end. Somehow, he thought exploding would be sudden and almost painless. However, it wasn't like that in reality.
He turns his hand over, staring at the to before flipping to stare at his palm. Curling his fingers, he decides to not think of it further.
And thankfully, Chrollo gave him an out. ]
You'll have to narrow the wording of that question some, Chrollo.
bookofpowerschrollo lucilferDate: 2025-02-28 05:00 am (UTC)
The woman you saved came to complain to me for giving you Sun and Moon.
(that's where he wants to reach, it is better to speak it directly. he knows vincent doesn't care for comfort, lest from chrollo, so what would be the point in keeping the subject on his untimely death?
if vincent wants to tell him, he will.)
Interesting thing, humans, don't you think? It was your choice, and if it had been by any other means, the result would be the same.
banworthyfather vincent.Date: 2025-02-28 05:15 am (UTC)
Complain? About that?
[ Crossing his arms, he decides to view the situation objectively (or attempt to do so while not focusing on the topic of his death). He appreciates that Chrollo doesn't attempt to coddle or comfort him about it; he may sneer and say something unkind. Although, he doubts it would do much harm to the man.
The things that they're weak about; the things that could hurt them; they're buried so far down that no one can find them. Not without dirtying themselves first.
He hums. ]
If she had died, it would have left a scar on Heather. I don't regret my choice. [ Hm. ] And I would not have had the means to ensure their survival without you.
It's just how I died that was upsetting versus that I died. You said it yourself: explaining what was going to happen is different than experiencing it.
[ He scratches the side of his face. Briefly, he thinks of his death back home and if anyone would feel anything about it.
If things had ended differently, if Claudia had died without doing more damage, if God had not been driven insane, Vincent thinks his death would be just a footnote in Heather's life.
A sad moment that she witnessed but eventually never thought of again. The two of them were not close; he manipulated her to carry out what he couldn't. He represented a trauma in her past that she was doing her best to both face and leave behind.
It is only here that his death meant enough for someone to say something to someone else, he supposes, but he doesn't think it was out of care for him. ]
Still, don't mistake her reaction as mourning me. We both know it wasn't that, after all. She just couldn't be angry at the person who showed her a gruesome sight.
[ Yet he doesn't sound sad or distraught by that statement. It is only fact. ]
bookofpowerschrollo lucilferDate: 2025-03-05 01:27 am (UTC)
(he did not comfort maria, he would not even think about comforting vincent. he has never needed chrollo that way, and that is something chrollo can both appreciate and thank him for. it removes the need for an act, another mask of concern that chrollo does not truly feel - after all, he did what he had to, the way it was supposed to be.
how could chrollo feel anything negative about that? how could vincent?)
And yet, I was put on trial for it. Not that I mind, it is hardly the worst thing to have ever happened to me, but she seemed to be upset that I allowed you. This is your problem, after all, so I thought that you should know it.
(he signed up, loosely, for heather. everything else on vincent's side, he can aid but this is hardly going to be something he will meddle too much if there is no benefit to him.)
banworthyfather vincent.Date: 2025-03-06 04:50 am (UTC)
Well, I can't do anything about someone else's reaction.
[ Vincent washes his hands of the matter. As far as how Maria responded to his revival, he shrugged his shoulders. His expression becomes guarded - there are things he can't even tell Chrollo. Secrets that aren't his to share but are his to invest in. ]
She didn't yell. She was emotional in a warm and sentimental.
[ His mouth twists into mild annoyance but it flattens out into a neutral line. ]
(not only that vincent would have a best friend, but that it would be the woman that has met him. in the end, he does not mind being yelled at, nor having his words pointed and shown. in fact, he's just somewhat glad that the one person he knows sucks as much as he does is not eternally lost.)
[ The very idea that he has friends is laughable. Please. ]
That's up to you.
[ However, he thinks there is some merit in that; he supposes if Chrollo gains the same appreciation for her as he has for Heather that would be good. Granted, he can't see the man willing to die for either one - they already had that discussion anyway - but willing to assist her with this and that isn't a bad trade-off. ]
But if you're asking me, I think a continued connection is worth pursuing.
bookofpowerschrollo lucilferDate: 2025-03-08 12:14 am (UTC)
So I can protect her too? I am not a bodyguard, Vincent.
(he cares for heather. vincent, he cares for, but protecting him? of what? emotional damage? he's damaged already. physical damage? laughable. maria? he has no reason to. this is, however, not a fight nor a discussion.
he's not upset that vincent sent someone to him in that situation, it is logical he would, it is solely a fact that he is presenting.)
banworthyfather vincent.Date: 2025-03-09 04:26 am (UTC)
You didn't have to uncover my scheme so quickly. Couldn't you at least pretend to fall for it?
[ He flashes a quick smile as he makes his joke. It's to cover up his surprise Chrollo saw through him so fast; he isn't sure that he likes being seen. ]
I'm its head, and you're the legs. The legs do what the head says, but there will be times when the legs are more important than the head. If I die, someone else will take over.
My orders are of the utmost priority. My life is not.
Be sure to make the right decision.
I'm only a part of the Spider.
What's important is the survival of the whole, not the individual."
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A gift, though. How unexpected. I am at the church.
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action;
Of course, he knows it won't be. Irritation isn't something the man feels unless he does. A contradiction that lives in human flesh; he supposes he understands what that is like.
He rides the trolley to get to the church. What an affair it is - things used to be simpler when a person could walk an unreasonable distance to get where they needed to go. Thankfully, the priest is tenacious and his hope in what will occur is soothing.
Arriving at the church, he grips the stuffed rabbit at his side. He breathes out a long, pained sigh as he enters the building. It seems like this has almost become their church. He wonders who brought it; either way, it doesn't matter. The person is no longer present and so it belongs to squatters like them.
One, two, three long strides.
He tosses the toy at him. ]
Happy Valentine's Day, my friend.
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part of him is somewhat relieved; he knew the man would come back to breathe in etraya, but what ifs tend to flood his mind, even if they don't reach any outward expression. it certainly doesn't show in the way his gaze lifts from the book, moving to grab the coat so he's at least a little bit more dressed.
... only to have that motion cut by a teddy bear that he grabs with a frown. this is certainly UNEXPECTED.
it brings genuine confusion out of chrollo.)
You never cease to surprise me.
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but it does make chrollo laugh, even if nearly inaudible.)
Thank you for your gift, Vincent. I accept it gladly.
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He opens his mouth to make a noise that carries the same noise. ]
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That wasn't how you were supposed to respond, Chrollo.
[ He twists around. ]
You were supposed to discard the toy and say we aren't friends.
[ GOD! ]
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(again, friends is a relative term!!!
vincent's reaction, though? brings out something in him, and it does come out of him without him noticing, a laugh that sounds so honest like it dug its way out from the depths of his soul. a person he doesn't recognize, so much so he doesn't even realize that it came out.
he doesn't understand himself, because a part of him is buried so deep and so forgotten, meshed with all the masks he wore all these years... that when it emerges, he doesn't see it.)
You did forget the wine, so you are not in my greatest graces. How was dying?
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[ He feels a disagreement well up in the back of his throat, but he accepts the words as they are. It is simply not rejection versus feeling close to him.
There is a line within him that tells him no one should cross it; a sense of closeness that a person would feel toward him that he doesn't allow. He can only distrust those who say they know him.
Unlike Chrollo who has a myriad of faces, Vincent has only one face. However, that "face" is a reflection on a pool of stagnant water - warped and distorting the features of the person it is reflecting. A rotting, disease-filled illusion, but he knows who he is.
The laughter sounds clear and honest.
Probably a trick. ]
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[ That he is not in his great graces due to not having any wine; it's a small win but it is his. ]
Terrible. [ He takes a step forward - one, two, three - and sits himself down next to Chrollo. A familiar position, a familiar pose; if he is not rejected, he will fill the space. This is why he views him as the investment as he does; one that is reliable. But even reliable investments can turn - one should never forget that much.
Vincent never does. ]
It was a sudden burst of agony, but enough to leave a mark on my soul. [ A dramatic re-telling, but it is truthful. ] It'll be difficult to do an act like that, again, but it produced the results I wanted... so I can't complain even if I may hesitate in the future.
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(although he finds that there is nothing like seeing it with your own two eyes to describe what sun&moon is capable of doing. no amount of warning could prepare one for that.
the toy is placed carefully next to him, and he resumes the task of putting his coat back on. at least vincent sat down, so he'll take it as a win.)
Who is Maria, Vincent?
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[ He waves his hand dismissively, even as his fingers tremble at remembering his violent end. Somehow, he thought exploding would be sudden and almost painless. However, it wasn't like that in reality.
He turns his hand over, staring at the to before flipping to stare at his palm. Curling his fingers, he decides to not think of it further.
And thankfully, Chrollo gave him an out. ]
You'll have to narrow the wording of that question some, Chrollo.
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(that's where he wants to reach, it is better to speak it directly. he knows vincent doesn't care for comfort, lest from chrollo, so what would be the point in keeping the subject on his untimely death?
if vincent wants to tell him, he will.)
Interesting thing, humans, don't you think? It was your choice, and if it had been by any other means, the result would be the same.
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[ Crossing his arms, he decides to view the situation objectively (or attempt to do so while not focusing on the topic of his death). He appreciates that Chrollo doesn't attempt to coddle or comfort him about it; he may sneer and say something unkind. Although, he doubts it would do much harm to the man.
The things that they're weak about; the things that could hurt them; they're buried so far down that no one can find them. Not without dirtying themselves first.
He hums. ]
If she had died, it would have left a scar on Heather. I don't regret my choice. [ Hm. ] And I would not have had the means to ensure their survival without you.
It's just how I died that was upsetting versus that I died. You said it yourself: explaining what was going to happen is different than experiencing it.
[ He scratches the side of his face. Briefly, he thinks of his death back home and if anyone would feel anything about it.
If things had ended differently, if Claudia had died without doing more damage, if God had not been driven insane, Vincent thinks his death would be just a footnote in Heather's life.
A sad moment that she witnessed but eventually never thought of again. The two of them were not close; he manipulated her to carry out what he couldn't. He represented a trauma in her past that she was doing her best to both face and leave behind.
It is only here that his death meant enough for someone to say something to someone else, he supposes, but he doesn't think it was out of care for him. ]
Still, don't mistake her reaction as mourning me. We both know it wasn't that, after all. She just couldn't be angry at the person who showed her a gruesome sight.
[ Yet he doesn't sound sad or distraught by that statement. It is only fact. ]
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how could chrollo feel anything negative about that? how could vincent?)
And yet, I was put on trial for it. Not that I mind, it is hardly the worst thing to have ever happened to me, but she seemed to be upset that I allowed you. This is your problem, after all, so I thought that you should know it.
(he signed up, loosely, for heather. everything else on vincent's side, he can aid but this is hardly going to be something he will meddle too much if there is no benefit to him.)
So, has she yelled at you yet?
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[ Vincent washes his hands of the matter. As far as how Maria responded to his revival, he shrugged his shoulders. His expression becomes guarded - there are things he can't even tell Chrollo. Secrets that aren't his to share but are his to invest in. ]
She didn't yell. She was emotional in a warm and sentimental.
[ His mouth twists into mild annoyance but it flattens out into a neutral line. ]
But that's what I'd expect from my best friend.
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(not only that vincent would have a best friend, but that it would be the woman that has met him. in the end, he does not mind being yelled at, nor having his words pointed and shown. in fact, he's just somewhat glad that the one person he knows sucks as much as he does is not eternally lost.)
Should I get to know her?
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[ The very idea that he has friends is laughable. Please. ]
That's up to you.
[ However, he thinks there is some merit in that; he supposes if Chrollo gains the same appreciation for her as he has for Heather that would be good. Granted, he can't see the man willing to die for either one - they already had that discussion anyway - but willing to assist her with this and that isn't a bad trade-off. ]
But if you're asking me, I think a continued connection is worth pursuing.
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(he cares for heather. vincent, he cares for, but protecting him? of what? emotional damage? he's damaged already. physical damage? laughable. maria? he has no reason to. this is, however, not a fight nor a discussion.
he's not upset that vincent sent someone to him in that situation, it is logical he would, it is solely a fact that he is presenting.)
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[ He flashes a quick smile as he makes his joke. It's to cover up his surprise Chrollo saw through him so fast; he isn't sure that he likes being seen. ]
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