For Reeve

[emovampboy]

When it came to use of his phone, Vincent was very much like Cloud. He left it on, received messages and listened to or read them, but quite rarely responded. The few times he did respond tended to be if he deemed an actual answer to be required, or when from time to time Marlene got hold of Cloud or Tifa's phone and contacted him. Since it was so rare for her to do so, he always took it as a good thing to answer.

Which meant he had answered when she called him a few days after a message from Tifa asking him to come to a party for the girl, which he had ignored; his first mistake. Once answered, the girl had spent several minutes speaking to him, until suddenly springing the question of if he were coming to her party and making it quite impossible for him to really say no without seeming like a total heel, and so he agreed to go; his second mistake. And then he had made his third mistake - actually going.

At first, it really wouldn't have seemed to have been a bad idea. He knew everyone who was invited, how they acted around one another, and that Tifa would keep the whole group from going completely crazy over the course of the night, but he had not expected having to assist in breaking up one of Cloud and Barrett's squabbles when the woman had to leave for a short time to fetch something, and honestly he was glad that Reeve was invited and could help diffuse the situation with; especially when Yuffie and a very unhelpful Cid decided it would be a great idea to bet on who would win if they actually took to fistacuffs over whatever stupid thing it was this time which set them off.

All of this had left him rather done with company, and as soon as Tifa was back to be the adult in the situation, he'd snuck outside for some relative peace and quiet.

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[emovampboy]

Vincent nods gently, tilting his head towards a small bookshelf tucked off to one side. "And those? Work?"

[plate_builder]

"Pleasure," Reeve smiles as he looks at the eclectic collection of history, science and political books mixed with no small number of detective novels. "I have little enough time to indulge in other hobbies these days. So I spare a bit of time. I try to read a chapter a week of... something. Anything really."

[emovampboy]

"A good idea." Was there anything more to ask about in the apartment? It all seemed fairly straight foward to Vincent.

[plate_builder]

Not really. Reeve clearly lives a very meager, and cluttered, life.

"I don't want to take up too much space," he explains after a moment. "More than my fair share. There are families that need it more. So I make do with what I have."

He's actually going to miss it.

[emovampboy]

"Just make sure it's the space you need." He means it in the sense that Reeve may need more space, simply due to his position, just isn't saying it outright. "Before we leave, should we get something to eat while up at your relaxation spot?"

[plate_builder]

And his intended office and the residential suite that has been set aside for him in the plans include more space.

"Is there any food in particular I could tempt you with? Otherwise I'm content to drag the bagels along with us."

Truly he is a man of simple pleasures in some things.

[emovampboy]

"Bagels are fine." Reeve likes simple pleasures, Vincent likes simplicity in general; hard to believe given his outfit and mood. Yet, at least in food, he would eat most anything. "Do we need to take anything more with us?"

[plate_builder]

Yes, his outfit is far from simple.

"Other than water? Not really," Reeve admits. He'll probably need to call a car, actually. "Are you okay with riding with my team?"

[emovampboy]

"I have no complaints." Or, in other words, yes.

[plate_builder]

No doubt they are hovering given what Vincent said. So Reeve just gets his phone out and sends a quick request for the car to meet him. There is almost an immediate response saying it is here.

“Damn hovering...” Reeve smiles.

[emovampboy]

"You'll find it is a good thing sometimes." Vincent leans down to pet Mittens as she passes, before looking at Reeve. "If you put some water in a bag, I'll carry it. The bagels too."

[plate_builder]

“Right,” Reeve answers before heading to the kitchenette. A number of bottled waters go into a bag followed by some wrapped up bagels and shmear because he hates them plain himself. But he doesn’t offer the bag to Vincent.

“If something we’re to happen,” he explains, you are quicker and a better fighter. I would rather your hands be free.”

[emovampboy]

Vincent has the urge to protest, since he's also the stronger of the two and thus would not find carrying several bottles of water an issue, but finds Reeve has a point.

There's no reason to suspect anything will happen, but on the chance something does happen, it is only sensible to allow the man with better reflexes the ability to move; though he'd be backed by three others at this point.

So Vincent nods, moving to the door to open it for Reeve.

[plate_builder]

Reeve may be a business man, but he has the strength for this much with no issue.

“Thank you for not arguing,” Reeve says softly as he heads for the door to head out again. “I am a touch more capable than I look.”

[emovampboy]

Back turned, Reeve won't see the faint smile at those last words. Yes, he's capable, but that doesn't mean he needs to be a pack mule; though admittedly, neither does Vincent.

However, Cait Sith had often taken more than his fair share of weight when with the group thanks to its Moogle counterpart, and perhaps he thinks Reeve should not do the same.

Shutting the door behind them, careful to turn the lock as they leave, Vincent slides past Reeve as if he's preparing to walk in front of him again, but stops a step down to wait.

[plate_builder]

Reeve locks the deadbolt as well before nodding to Vincent before gesturing for the man to lead him. He truly is a foolish man if he thinks Reeve would see this as being a packmule. No, this is him refusing to let others do for him what he can do for himself.

“You will recognize the car from last night, correct?”

[emovampboy]

Vincent begins down the stairs ahead of Reeve, nodding a little as he lists off the make and color of the car; his mind isn't dull, no matter how old he is.

"I imagine at least one of your detail will also be standing outside the car."

[plate_builder]

Old in years, but not in life. Reeve doesn’t consider those years spent punishing himself to be legitimate.

“Usually Abigail, the woman,” Reeve agrees. She’s less intimidating.

[emovampboy]

"Mm." He gets to the bottom of the apartment, opening the door which sections it off from the outside, and nods to the woman when he sees her standing there.

Less intimidating, perhaps, but in no way safe.

[plate_builder]

No way at all. Reeve smiles and nods his hello to the young woman and climbs in when she opens the door for him. He settles into the back and quietly informs the driver of where they are going.

Now if only there wasn’t going to be a guard in the back with them.

[emovampboy]

Vincent waits for Reeve to settle before getting in the car himself, sitting beside the man and watching as Abigail gets in; apparently the one who drew the shortest straw.

"You said this place is about a half hour away?"

[plate_builder]

“Depends on how safely Burgen is driving,” Reeve agrees and, hungry as he is, he pulls out a bagel. Might as well.

[emovampboy]

Vincent gives Reeve a curious look at that comment. Is he talking "safe" in the Cloud, Barrett or Cid sense, because each of those three have severe issues; though at least Cloud and Cid mostly bothered to drive. Barrett took his eyes off the road far too often.

[plate_builder]

“He speeds,” Abigail supplies. Figures their guest might not get it.

“Once we are out of Edge that is. We wouldn’t risk people.”

[emovampboy]

So, Cloud then. He can deal with that, and nods a little at Abigail in thanks for the heads up.

Folding his arm across his chest, Vincent then leans back to watch out the windows while Reeve eats. He hadn't paid a great deal of attention to the city when he came the evening before, so he may as well take it in now.