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Post by Vincent Valentine on Aug 20, 2009 12:32:41 GMT -5
Vincent turned, one eyebrow seeming to raise as he looked around this place. This was… interesting, to say the least, and to think, Vincent had seen the path to this location countless times, and he’d never decided to actually see what ‘The Land of the Dragons’ was really about. He’d heard a few things about it from the various people he’d met, had heard that there was an eerie calm here that most of the other worlds didn’t have, and that was what Vincent needed right now. He moved slowly, his coat flapping, almost organically, in the breeze, his gloved hand shinnying in the sunlight. It all felt a little bit like home, especially the place where Lucrecia now stood.
Shaking his head quickly, his red eyes moving over the lush grass that surrounded him, the cobble footpath beneath his armour chained feet, he couldn’t afford to be caught off guard now… he couldn’t. He was here, doing his job, which consisted of doing what he was doing at the moment. Wondering aimlessly looking for something, or someone to protect. He turned his heavy frame, looking up into the lightened sky. He had enough time to continue on his journey, to try and find a town or a village where he could spend the night,
“But really… I don’t see why I think its necessary, I’ve spent enough time sleeping” he released a hard held sigh before he took another small step, hearing the metal clanking coming from his feet as he walked, the soft swishing sound his coat make, his hair moving across his face… it was calming to his tormented soul. Before he really knew it, Vincent’s red gaze came into contact with the small shadows of tiny dwellings, seeing them in the distance with little definition.
He paused once more, seeming to go into deep thought about this, what he was doing and why, thoughts that plagued him all too often. He wasn’t particularly surprised to see that the sky had changed a few shades darker, that the sun had moved to a completely different location, even the birds were all flying off home.
“Home…” he blinked, feeling his heart sink softly, he knew how to get home, at least he thought he did, he knew the place he’d arrived at and he assumed the way back home was the same place.
“Radiant Garden… at least I remember that… the same cannot be said about how long I’ve been walking” his hands moved to his hips as he shook his head, why he was walking he didn’t really know, he had the means to fly, so why he hadn’t just taken off… was a mystery to the male. He sighed, feeling the will to walk leave him,
“What I wouldn’t do for a fiend right about now… just to add a dash of colour to this existence” he tilted his head, feeling the corner of his mouth move slightly, his eyes narrowing as he lifted his clawed hand to the part of his body, never having felt it do that before… or at least in a while.
“This place never ceases to amaze me… feels like I’m wrapped up in this worlds strange notions and customs… even trying to smile now no?” he shook his head softly as he turned his body a hundred and eighty degrees looking at a small patch of odd looking trees. Tilting his head, he moved towards them, his clawed hand picking one of the hard nuts that the tree had bore. He had eternity to live… so why not take every chance to see something new?
“Look at that…” he lifted the object in his hand, looking over it as though he’d never seen a nut before,
“Wonder if I could eat it…”
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Post by Stella Nox Fleuret on Aug 20, 2009 21:24:24 GMT -5
((This is Cloud BTW^^ XD))
Stella woke up...She had no idea where she was...Or that her body had indeed declined life. The last thing she remembered....Noctis....That was it....He was angry at her....And for what? Well, she couldn't remember that.....All she knew was that last breath she took on that street...That was it....Her love has killed her....Was this heaven? Or hell? Well, which was it....? It looked like her home world....Well, similar....The sun was hiding behind some dark clouds above her....She longed to see a clear sky.....
She longed for a lot of things. To see his face again....Even though he was the one that killed her....She was in love....Love over came any thing....Or at least that's what she thought...Until that night....She saw him coming at her.....Disappointment in his eyes and sadness. Stella sat alone again....Her happiness was gone. She knew then that she was not dead....Why would she be feeling sadness? Was it because her life was taken by the one she deeply loved? What was he feeling right now....? Stella didn't care....She knew he had done the right thing.....She was nothing but darkness...Stella sighs....She is completely alone in this new world.....She didn't even know there was some one there....She was to into her own selfless feelings to notice any one.....Stella had no idea what this world was called either....Or what kind of creatures lurked....She walked alone.....Looking up at the clouds every now and then......
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Aug 21, 2009 3:55:54 GMT -5
[cool xD]
Looking down at the nut, Vincent, like always, seemed to think too much into the details and consequences of his actions. His clawed fingers curled around the nut, adding pressure to it, hearing the faint cracking noise erupting from it, only to stop. What would happen to the nut if he crushed it to eat the insides? Was the nut not living? Did the nut… in fact, feel pain? Sighing, his reddened gaze fell to the nut, he needed to stop thinking like this… really he did, but the thought lingered that the nut could very well be more human than him. With that, he sighed once more as he lifted the nut up, letting the faint light hit it.
“What to do… destroy it or let it live…” he tilted his head as his body turned, moving back to the road as he moved the nut into the depths of his cloak, placing it within the mass, knowing that the nut would be kept safe for another day. His mind wondered to thoughts of planting it in the grove he called home, letting the nut live outs its destiny. Shaking his head, he found it worrying that he was thinking so much about a nut, a nut that some one would have eaten anyway.
Moving back towards the cobble path, he lifted his gaze, seeing a woman moving along it. His eyes narrowed, his hands moving beneath his cloak, just watching her move. He’d seen something like this before, that pose when walking, that aura that she was giving off, it reminded him a lot of Cloud after the death of Aerith. There were some similarities about it, but there was also something different. Standing in silence for a moment, trying to determine what could have been wrong, and eventually, Vincent lost the battle with his core, needing to help to atone for his own sins.
“It’s not safe to be wondering around like that” He moved closer to the woman, but keeping far enough to not be completely seen as a threat, but even then, he knew people looked upon him with a different eye. His pitch black hair that reached below his shoulders, his crimson cloak that covered his entire body, keeping it from the human eye, his gaze penetrating as well as those red pupils. And Vincent wasnt even going to start on the fact that his hand was covered in its gold plating. He took a small breath as he tilted his head, knowing that he needed to help if help could be given,
“You seem… troubled” It was true, he was showing concern, he couldn’t help it. Back in the past, before Hojo, Vincent had been a caring person, a good hearted man that loved to help. Those simple things had not changed about him, he was still like that on the inside, it was just his appearance that screamed out the opposite. His eyes only glistened with a soft air, his aura cold, but oddly enough, not harsh.
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Post by Stella Nox Fleuret on Aug 21, 2009 22:23:19 GMT -5
“You seem… troubled”
Stella gasped as she saw the man in front of her....Who was he? He looked strange enough....But Stella didn't say any thing....She was corious though. Was he from this world? Or another? Well, at least she knew she was not from here....While she jumped to her home world some thing must've happened along the way.....But his question was still not answered...
"I am...."
She couldn't hide it....Not to some one she didn't even know.....Stella looked down....Those eyes he had were werid....It seemed that he could see right through her....Like he already knew what she was....Stella was very cautious about letting a stranger know any thing......
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Aug 22, 2009 2:53:17 GMT -5
Vincent nodded softly, moving back onto the cobbled path as he just looked over the girl,
"I am...."
“I see…”
There wasn’t much more he could say, it really wasn’t in his nature to just… offer his help, he’d give it without a second thought, but asking if someone needed his help… that was another story. His hands moved beneath his cloak, folding over his chest as his clawed fingers tapped slowly on his more human arm. His body moving into his usual thinking pose. A pose which opened his coat up enough for the young girl to see inside the weeping red mass. His foot tapped softly in its pointed armoured casing as Vincent bit softly as his lower lip.
Turning his frame he looked back over towards the small village, seeing that the shadows beneath the houses had gotten larger, seeming to be warning of night, or maybe even something else, Vincent really didn’t know,
"Its still a long walk to get to the town…” he turned his head, blinking over at the girl once more, and no matter what he tried, he couldn’t shake the feeling that this girl gave him. It was odd, to say the least, but it reminded him too much of Cloud to just ignore it. His friend had been through a rough patch soon after the final battle with Sephiroth, and he seemed to have gotten better over the years following, but Sephiroth’s rebirth by the lifestream… had brought memories of a strong nature back to the younger male. His reddened gaze lifted up, seeing that night was not too far off
“It’ll soon be night… and I don’t really know what fiends linger here” he turned back to the woman, swallowing down softly as he took a small breath, she didn’t seem like one to be able to fight, her frame just… didn’t give you that impression, and in her current condition, Vincent doubted she’d even notice if she was going to be attacked.
“Can you defend yourself… or need I escort you to the next village?” There! He’d done it, he’d forced himself to ask, something he usually didn’t do, and he only ever offered Cloud his help, but this new world needed new rules, and if this girl had any information, Vincent needed it.
“I do not wish to seem rude… but are you from this world?” Yes… he was been blunt, but he needed to know, was it just him in this place? Having found a portal to what seemed like another dimension? or where others been drawn here as well?
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Post by Stella Nox Fleuret on Aug 24, 2009 22:52:10 GMT -5
“I see…”
"Its still a long walk to get to the town…”
“It’ll soon be night… and I don’t really know what fiends linger here”
“Can you defend yourself… or need I escort you to the next village?”
“I do not wish to seem rude… but are you from this world?”
Stella stopped walking right then when he started talking to her...She hardly ever talked to strangers.....Stella nodded as he said it would soon be dark and a long walk to town.....The next thing she heard put her on the spot though....Of course she could defend herself......She nodded again letting him know she could.....But she was not going to show off her power.....She only used them for protection and the other thing....which she keeps locked away in her mind.....The reason why she was born.....
"No I'm part of this world....There's some thing wrong with the parrel universe.....I....I'm not even suppose to be alive....But I am.....I came here thinking it would be safe for now...."
Ok.....She shut up....She hated talking alot....Because she could really let out some information that was not supposed to be leaked....
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Aug 25, 2009 17:33:27 GMT -5
Vincent nodded softly, tilting his head as he looked over the woman. Now that she’d nodded to been able to defend herself… he could see her build. She looked like a fighter, more now than before. Maybe it was because Vincent hadn’t looked close enough, hadn’t really taking in what her body looked like, for him… a woman’s body was the same as the next.
His gaze moved over her, nodding softly, she had a figure similar to Tifa’s. Small but amazingly powerful, even for one like her. Maybe this was the same situation… maybe this woman was exceptionally strong and had a good figure to hide that power in.
“Parallel universe?” He bit the corner of his lip, taking in her words. She… wasn’t meant to be alive? But then… how could Vincent be talking to someone that wasn’t alive? His mind rushed at the thought, thinking it over, reasons why something like that would happen, how could someone be brought back to life from the dead? His mind raced for a moment, all before stopping at one thought. Sephiroth. His eyes widened slightly
“The life stream…” His clawed hand moved to his chin, holding it softly as he tilted his head, biting the corner of his lip. The life stream had the power to bring people back… he’d seen that enough times with the rebirths, but to think that it could bring people to life… it wasn’t that far fetched when Vincent really thought about it. So, theoretically… people could be brought back… did that mean that Sephiroth would return again? What about Lucrecia?
His mind froze on that thought, what if Lucrecia was brought back to life? Could she? but… were? When? Vincents mind flew into a panic, the only thing betraying his inner turmoil were his eyes, darting from side to side as he tried to think straight.
“If what you say is true then…” he lifted his gaze, looking down at the woman before him, “Could you explain by what you said… suppose to be alive?”
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Post by Stella Nox Fleuret on Aug 26, 2009 10:02:59 GMT -5
“Parallel universe?”
“The life stream…”
What was a Life Stream....?
“If what you say is true then…”
“Could you explain by what you said… suppose to be alive?”
Stella looked up again.....
"Um....I...died.....I know this sounds creepy to you probably.....I'm sorry....But I remember being in my world....Fighting some one I love....Deeply....But...It ended badly....And I was killed....But.....I didn't go into the heavens like I was suppose to......I instead was brought back through a portal of some type.....I'm sorry I'm not explaining this very well.....But....I know I was dead...I saw my friends and family that have passed on.....I'm scared....Because of any one finds out that I made it.....It could be....dangerous for any one that is close to me.....My names Stella......What's yours?" She asked finally.....If they were going to travel together, it was a good thing to be on a first name basis......Stella was scared though....That if any one knew about her near death trip....That people would be out to kill her again....But Stella was interested in the Life Stream....."If I may ask...What is a Life Stream?"
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Aug 26, 2009 11:41:11 GMT -5
Nodding softly, Vincent’s mind moved back to Lucrecia, if there was a chance that she could come back… what would that mean for Vincent? it was an issue that could potentially rip his some what existence apart. Shaking his head he thought logically. Stella had died, from what Vincent understood, not that long ago.
Lucrecia had died when shortly after Vincent had woken up… and that was over 50 years ago. He nodded once more, but Sephiroth… that was another story, he had a habit of finding ways to come back to life, and if all this was true… he’d be the first one brought back.
Vincent tilted his head, his eyes growing softer, “Vincent Valentine…” bowing his head, his armoured arm moved around his body, “and the…lifestream it’s…” he bit his lip, trying to think how to explain it. “In my world, each person, plant anything living hold within it a spiritual force, when something dies, that force raises from the remains and returns to the lifestream, and the lifestream is what links the things living on our planet to the planet itself”
Vincent lifted his head, wondering if his explanation was useful in any way, and he truly hoped so,
“Other than that… it has magical properties, and was used to create Materia, each one having different elemental or physical properties, like Fira, Firaga, and Firaga” His mind drifted to his own Materia, he’d always preferred fire, it just… made some much more damage than everything else, not to mention that it looked amazing when pulled off just write.
Moving next to Stella, his face seeming to turn friendly, not seeming as harsh as before, “There is no need to be afraid, at least from me there isn’t” he bowed his head, taking a small step towards the town, “Your secret is as good as mine…” It was the truth, Vincent, if anything, was the perfect friend to tell anything to.
He never repeated it unless told that he could, and even then, Vincent probably wouldn’t say a word. It was his policy, he wanted those that knew his own secrets to be able to keep them, to not spread the word of how Vincent became a monster, probably the only person that knew enough about him was Cloud and that annoying girl Yuffie… although annoying, Vincent was closer to her than the others.
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