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((OOC: This is a canon update, in case anyone didn't know. Obviously, all the spoilers ever. There's a looot of stuff to cover here, hence the short vignettes. Feel free to hop in somewhere, and I'll flesh more out in Vincent's responses, if you'd like! And feel free to... not like him anymore, or something. XP))

It starts with a sick sort of hurtling feeling, everything moving too fast and there’s no way to slow down or calm down or affect anything. There’s no room here for regret, or even for breath, no space for anything but constant movement, constant change.

One moment, he’s standing with Gilbert, speaking, and the next he’s hurtled forward, standing in the midst of a gathering of cloaked figures, their attention him, the voices impossible to understand by word but quite familiar to his ears.


He relaxes, comfortable in their presence, and steps around the circle, responding to each person as they speak, his fingers reaching out to graze a hand (or elsewhere, in Lotti’s case) as he moves, greeting his companions easily. His own voice is just as unintelligible, in the dream, but his tones are silky smooth, always.


There’s a certain feeling to it, moving quickly away from the scene of the crime, but without panic or guilt. There’s nothing to feel guilty about, because he has his reasons, and the heads that rolled were nothing at all important, this time. No need to feel guilty, as he heads away from the estate, as he leaves behind the dead.

Just a sorcerer, anyway.

Another sealing stone, down.

His boots ring out against the ground as he leaves it all behind.


The young woman before him is wide-eyed, young, her green gaze fixed on his face in such a way that says she’s hanging on his every word.

He walks beside her, takes her arm, smiles at her.

“Let’s go for a walk, Miss Ada.”

And the smile on his face nearly hurts, but that’s perfectly all right. It keeps him focused as she begins to speak.


There’s blood on his brother’s face.
(His brother, Elliot, not Gilbert, and yet that feeling of pain is there, is sharp within him and he wants to say something, but there’s nothing to be done.)

The regret is heavy, on his face, in his voice.

“At this point, even if you should manage to defeat your chain, there would be no way to save you.”

There’s blood everywhere.

There’s no way to save Elliot.

There’s no way.

There’s nothing he can do but stand and watch, and he does, with heavy heart.

“I would have supported you.”


It’s a familiar place, a familiar feeling. Standing before the Duke and two of his men, on the other side of that desk. There’s nothing upsetting about the scene itself, and again, the words seem far away, not quite audible.


“Don’t insult Elliot when you don’t know the first thing about his death.”

The words carry, echo, lift.

More words follow, but indistinct again, and it doesn’t matter, because it’s all lost in blood.

Blood and blood and blood, and heads rolling across the ground, rolling and rolling in a way that they didn’t in life, don’t.


The chain is all that can be seen, here, just standing there, wings spread, blood
dripping along bone.

The voice is soft, coming from somewhere unseen, but unmistakeably Vincent’s.

“It’s all right, Gil. I’ll give you a world without me, yet... just wait a little longer...”

[The man doesn't wake, but the Hitomi does show a strange scene, Vincent fully dressed and curled at the foot of a bed, both arms wrapped around someone's legs. Whoever the someone is, all that can be seen of them is a pile of blankets with messy black hair sticking out. Then the feed cuts out.]


Sep. 17th, 2011 12:15 pm (UTC)
[A dream Rin didn't get sucked into, and she's glad. It's one of the harsh ones. Still, it's enough for her to feel what Vincent is going through here, and she has a good bit of sympathy for him. After all, Elliot -- his brother, his family -- meant everything to him, right?

That she understands more than anything else.]

Are these... memories?

I'm sorry.
Sep. 17th, 2011 03:25 pm (UTC)
Re: [video]

[They aren't memories, are they? He'd gone to sleep without them. But. But.

He knows. The sheer vividness, and he can just feel.]

They... they are. My brother...

[He's not really able to say it, yet. Though he'd known from the dreams of others, recently.]
Sep. 17th, 2011 03:28 pm (UTC)
[At this, she goes very quiet, knowing she has trespassed.]

... it's okay. You don't have to say it.

I am sorry for intruding.

[Whoa, what are these sudden protectorly urges?]
Sep. 17th, 2011 03:40 pm (UTC)
[Switching to audio here]
[He can't let her see his face, now. He doesn't know why, but he just... can't. He can't smile for her today, and he can't use this pain either. Not like he might normally.]

I have to face it someday.

[There's a shuddery sob on the line.]

Not... not today.
Sep. 17th, 2011 04:00 pm (UTC)
[At least he succeeds in making Rin feel really, really bad for him? Because she does, she really does. And if she were with him right now, she'd even be putting her arms around him, as if he were a small child and she his caretaker.]

No, not today. It takes a while. There [gulp] there will be plenty of other days.

[Wow, lame. But how else can she put it?

And what of Elliot? Had he already died in his homeworld and is now kept alive only here? Had he not, and instead now seen his inevitable fate?

Life is so miserable sometimes.]
Sep. 18th, 2011 02:51 am (UTC)
Re: [audio]
I suppose it does.

[He shakes his head, and there's a rustle, a faint sound as his earring hits the Hitomi.]

He's here. He's here so I suppose it doesn't matter. But it changes things.

[It does change things, he thinks. So many things.]
Sep. 18th, 2011 04:29 am (UTC)
Of course it does. Death always does.

Even here.

[And she doesn't even care that she might be telling him too much by this.]
Sep. 24th, 2011 02:26 pm (UTC)
Re: [audio]
Even here.

[His voice is soft, contemplative, and he nearly asks. So close to it, and yet...]

I suppose so.

Sep. 24th, 2011 02:29 pm (UTC)
Even if he's still alive here... it's okay to grieve.

[... welll, that came out weird.]

I mean... it's reason to be glad, of course. Just... that it's okay.
Sep. 25th, 2011 02:33 am (UTC)
Re: [audio]
It just means that if we ever leave here, well. But then back home, I don't have either of them, not really.

[He pauses, trying to decide if he truly wants to... open up to her, or not.]

It makes me feel as if the goals I had back home have no purpose, here.
Sep. 25th, 2011 12:06 pm (UTC)
All for your brothers, hm?

[There is a bit of a contemplative pause here.]

You know... the way I heard it, when you go back, you don't... really remember this place. So what I do is see Kannagara as Kannagara and home as home. Of course, Kannagara throws me for a loop there sometimes, but -- it works.
Sep. 25th, 2011 05:22 pm (UTC)
Re: [audio]
All for my brothers.

[That's all he knows how to say, the only way he knows how to be. And once it had been 'all for Gilbert', but that's changed.]

Other people can be... important, obviously. I hope you don't think I'm saying I don't cherish my friends, Rin.

[There's no polite honorific today, not at all.]

But here, I suppose... that's the only way to look at things.
Sep. 25th, 2011 05:51 pm (UTC)
No, no! I wasn't accusing you. I get it, family being so important.

And, I mean... it's a way to keep sane, at least. If the weeks stretch into months, into years... well, there was a point where I had to rethink my whole mindset. About living here.
Sep. 25th, 2011 06:39 pm (UTC)
Re: [audio]
Are you lonely here?

[It's a sudden question, almost as if he's just realized she might be.]
Sep. 25th, 2011 06:48 pm (UTC)
[P A U S E.]

... maybe a little. Sometimes.

But, uhm. It's okay. I have friends.
Sep. 27th, 2011 01:08 am (UTC)
Re: [audio]
Hey. If you ever need anyone to talk to, even like this? Call.

[That's it. No pushing. No request to see her in person. Just an offer.]
Sep. 27th, 2011 09:59 am (UTC)
... thanks.

[Unexpected, that, but not unwelcome. Even if -- well, she laughs a bit.]

And you saying that, now.

[Then there's a small pause, a pause in which Rin wrestles with a last vestige of her wariness toward Vincent... and sets it aside.]

You know, same goes for you. And -- and if you want to talk in person, if -- if that's better, then you can stop by the pottery shop or the bakery, if you like. Have you been to the bakery? They have European-style pastries. I think there might be something you'd like.

[Congrats, Vincent. You're in.]
Sep. 27th, 2011 10:16 am (UTC)
Re: [audio]
[For a second, he is legitimately surprised. The dream and the ones that came before have his barriers down, and his previous designs on this girl have been pushed aside, behind other things that were more important.

And then he realizes what she's saying, and there's a pause as he wonders what to do with it.

He doesn't really need from her what he did before. He's learned a lot, and has a place in this world, with the twins if nothing else. And yet...]

I'd like that. This device is... cold, sometimes, for one not used to it.

[Her body, her blood would be warmer.]

Edited at 2011-09-27 10:22 am (UTC)
Sep. 27th, 2011 10:25 am (UTC)
[And the misgivings are back again, nagging at her, but the deed is done, the offer is made, and she cannot rescind it now; nor does she want to, in part. Because she doesn't want to be afraid, because she wants to be able to trust him that much.

It'll be okay, she tells herself. Still, her voice is a little breathy and hesitant when she answers.]

Yeah... it can, huh? I -- I know what you mean.
Oct. 2nd, 2011 02:16 am (UTC)
Re: [audio]
[He closes his eyes. He's lying there, his eyes closed, the Hitomi held up to his ear, just listening, and he frowns, slightly. Because there's an odd feeling that he's not sure he likes, a question of whether he wants to see her or not, really.

He doesn't like not understanding his own motivations, not knowing what he's thinking. So he'll settle back on that previous thought about warmth, about simple things.]

We'll see each other soon, all right? I think I should rest now, but we will.
Oct. 2nd, 2011 11:28 am (UTC)
I'm sure we will.

[A short, quiet laugh here, friendly and hopefully encouraging.]

Yes, rest.
Oct. 9th, 2011 03:50 am (UTC)
Re: [audio]
Good night, Miss Rin.

[His voice is so very soft, kind.]
Oct. 9th, 2011 07:52 am (UTC)
[And so is hers.]

Good night.


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