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]

The doubt was highly expected of Reeve, of anyone in the group really, but for some odd reason it niggles Vincent. More than anyone, Reeve should know that he hadn't emerged simply due to Sephiroth, but because of the feeling he had run away long enough from the world.

Sure, it was true he still believed he had much to redeem himself for, that the jubilee at the reconstructing world free from the madness it had been thrown into was not for him, but he had no intent to completely disappear again.

"I am..." Even as he speaks, he has this strange feeling he's going to get called out. That his words will be understood as vaguely saying he still finds himself more trouble than good. "Finding what place I have in this world."

[plate_builder]

Should Reeve know that? There is the question. Does he have a reason to know that Vincent was in it for more than the responsibility he felt for it all? Because frankly, Vincent had beaten that point like a dead chocobo in the past. But really, how distant Vincent had been since the end of things, how could he not wonder just what Vincent was after.

He holds back on the urge to point out that anyone would have a reason to believe that the thing Vincent stuck close to, connected with, was the memory of the woman he loved. Next to memories like those and Vincent's seeming obsession with his own failures...

"Always a hard task," Reeve says instead, voice a bit pensive. Even with the WRO he was having issues with finding a real place where he felt welcome. The organization was hardly met with open arms. "I wish you luck."

[emovampboy]

If it had simply been about Sephiroth and Lucrecia, he would have tucked himself back into his coffin, showing up sometimes at the cave, and certainly would not have kept a phone he could be reached at.

That he didn't respond to the phone, and kept himself to himself, well... There was something said about old habits, and his would not be easy to break; twenty some odd years did that to a person.

Which means he is grateful that Reeve doesn't push the issue, and merely nods at the remark before turning to glance at whatever is visible of the city, remaining quiet for a moment or two before deciding he should try to converse a little with Reeve. Maybe prove he isn't anti-social?

"How are things going with you?"

[plate_builder]

How should he respond to that? Honesty doesn't really seem to be the best choice here. That would be a very long conversation indeed, and clearly Vincent is trying to be polite. Which Reeve respects, there is no question about that. It's an attempt to reach out and it should always be encouraged in people you're friends with. Especially in Vincent.

"Well enough," Reeve answers, and he keeps his tone even. Almost makes him proud of himself to have pulled that off. "The WRO is doing some good work. I'm very busy. Meetings with investors, with my teams, with volunteers. So much work."

[emovampboy]

"You always seem to have your hands full." It doesn't seem he should know that with full certainty, but he does. He'd honestly had enough time to examine the others, Reeve included; even if study of him required studying a cat riding a moogle. "Is it something you enjoy?"

[plate_builder]

Being busy helps him ignore the being lonely part, not to mention the fact that many of the people here who he should rightly consider friends look at him with suspicion sometimes. Busy is easier than the alternative.

Of course, sometimes it was easy to forget, given his appearance now, that Vincent was once a member of the Turks. And beyond all of the rest of their work and training, they were meant to be good at reading people. Best way to manipulate people to the ends the old President had wanted and needed meant knowing how to read people. Or study them for vulnerabilities.

"I'm doing a lot of good," Reeve answers. Of course it isn't answering the question Vincent asked, but he hopes it will be ignored. "Edge is progressing very well now that a lot of issues have been smoothed out and funding has become less of an issue. Which means I can move on to other important matters. Extending my work beyond the immediate limits of this area."

I should check my fanart for iconable images

[emovampboy]

He notices the careful avoidance of the answer, only glancing briefly at Reeve over it, but doesn't press the issue. There are a few things he's still not sure about with the man, and why he works so hard is one of them. Only guesses.

Unfortunately, Vincent is still quite horrible at conversation, so he doesn't know what to say next; and weather is an obvious hint he is without ideas, so he just stays quiet. Let Reeve continue the conversation if he wants,

I know what you mean. I don't have a single positive Reeve. Damn somber guy.

[plate_builder]

What else is there for him but work? How else is he supposed to get by without something to keep his mind occupied? Unlike Vincent, he hasn't adjusted to being alone. Even when he worked in Shinra he still could reach out to his mother.

"Where are you staying these days?" Reeve asks as he looks up at the sky. Still can't see stars from here. Doubts anyone ever will be able to. Then again, after Meteor people might feel better not having reason to look up for a while. Of course after a moment he realizes how intrusive the question really is. Fact is he's not good at this silence thing. In a way Vincent would have had more peace were it Cid or Cloud, maybe even Barret out here. But at least he isn't as bad as Tifa or Yuffie.

"That is, you're taking care of yourself, right? Shelter and all of that? You strike me as someone who might just deal with rain by sitting under a stone outcropping rather than getting yourself somewhere comfortable. And again, not my business. Sorry."

Silence really isn't really his thing when other people are around.

And Rufus is 80% smirk. Must be FF7. XD

[emovampboy]

Once one knew Reeve was behind Cait Sith, the rambling of the moogle cat made more sense, though the vastly different personality was a curiosity. Not that Vincent knew much about Reeve before he met him, but it still made sense once one did.

Honestly it should be annoying, as if often is when Yuffie starts up, but it isn't as bad when Reeve does it. Probably because the man catches when he's gone a bit too far, and the girl doesn't. Difference between an adult and a child, he supposes.

Another difference? Vincent knows if he says where he is, Reeve won't tell everyone, so he responds with truth. "The Ancient Forest."

It is a very serious sort of game. Or maybe Yuffie used up all of the smiles

[plate_builder]

"Peaceful," Reeve says, and he means it. He's gone there once, on his own. It was after the war when he was trying to find... well, he couldn't really figure out a way to describe what he had been looking for. Perhaps a connection to the girl who had changed them all, and who he had never truly met. But the one thing that lingers is the fact that he had felt at peace there.

And that it was well isolated. Which he supposes makes it a good place for someone like Vincent.

"I hope traveling out here to Edge for this wasn't too much of a hassle for you. I know it's a long way."

He isn't foolish enough to think, even for a moment, that Vincent would be anything but safe. No, all he can foresee is the annoyance of traveling that far without Cid being there to swoop in and help. Vincent is one of the few of them that doesn't live in or near Edge.

Her, Aeris and Zack.... The latter who I'd love to play lol

[emovampboy]

"Mm." It's a sound of agreement, that the forest is calming and peaceful. Isolated is also true, and would have been agreed to. "The trip wasn't so bad."

That I can understand. Zack is fun to play.

[plate_builder]

Well there you have it, Reeve is out of easy topics. For all that he babbles, and he can babble quite easily seeing as he has a slew of technical jargon, casual conversation is harder. Especially when he knows someone like Vincent doesn't talk much. How far can he go before the man gets too annoyed to put up with him?

"Good," Reeve answers after a moment. "Thank you for coming."

Doesn't know if Marlene bothered to thank him.

Never tried him, but I miss his type of character - I call them happy idiots

[emovampboy]

Vincent hasn't had much trouble with the idea of silence, is very used to it aside from his own inner thoughts, but he's no fool and knows well it bothers most others; Cloud being the exception he knows in this group.

Yet as it is not Cloud he is dealing with, Vincent considers to himself for a few, probably long, moments before he speaks. "Have you made any adjustments to Cait Sith? He seemed more spry, and Marlene more taken with holding him."

Tried him and it can be fun

[plate_builder]

“Many that I was discouraged from making when it was a company project,” Reece answers, and he is smiling now. Beaming even. This is a topic he can handle for a long time. “I’ve been able to transfer him over to purely self-managed. I can provide input or the like, there are others I work more directly. But he manages himself. I have also removed some components that were needed for interface with the Mog as well as defensive measures.”

He could go on for hours if allowed. Cait is one of his favorite things.

[emovampboy]

"Must be lighter now." Finding a topic Reeve can go on about is good, since it seems this is all he will get in response from Vincent.

[plate_builder]

“I would’t know.”

He doesn’t carry Cait as much now. It isn’t as needed. Cait can handle himself. Granted he has come to like riding shoulders. Which is its own pain.

“Thank you for asking.”

Mr mopey butt is so hard sometimes

[emovampboy]

Vincent nods to show he's heard the thanks, before glancing back towards the door they came out of. Things sounded much quieter now, but he wasn't sure either he or Reeve wanted to go back in just yet; he didn't, for sure, and so he takes a moment to consider options.

The two could remain standing here, but he has the sense Reeve would get antsy without speaking or doing, and taking off on his own - although normal Vincent - doesn't seem like a good idea. Reeve might not intentionally point out that Vincent was still isolating himself if he did that, but he would certainly think it.

Such a thing shouldn't matter to him, he knows this, and most people would probably find it strange if he said it did bother him in some sense (Or maybe just Yuffie?), but it's there. The little human part of him that, while eternally blaming himself, seems to have begun to seek out companionship again after a long isolation from it.

"Let's take a walk. You can tell me more about your group." He pauses, considering a moment before adding. "Don't expect me to sign up, though."

[plate_builder]

If anyone else had said that, Reeve would have taken it in stride. Would have agreed instantly and been preparing things in his mind so that he could sell them on the idea of the WRO. Maybe not joining up, but definitely not acting against it. Something, anything would be a good connection. In fact he's had rather fruitful conversations with both Yuffie and Tifa regarding the organization. Would be moving on to Cid soon too, he expects the man might like some of the offers.

But Vincent?

Vincent suggesting a mutual activity without prompting, and asking someone to talk at him? When Reeve was just about to offer to head back inside and give Vincent his space back? To say the situation is a bit jarring is a serious understatement. Not that he won't take the time when it's offered.

"You can tell me to shut up when you see fit," he offers and then gestures for Vincent to take the lead. No reason to pop back in and say they are taking a walk. Probably won't be noticed anyway.

[emovampboy]

Vincent knew better than to head back inside. If he wanted silence of any form, Reeve and his speaking was safer than that group together, even with Tifa and Nanaki back to keep brawls from happening as frequently. Reeve also had the advantage of having a calmer voice than almost all of the others, so there was that.

A slow nod, and Vincent begins to walk. It's still early enough people will be out and about, but it's too dark for most kids to figure into that equation, so at least the stares will be minimized; Reeve and Vincent sort of stand out, after all.

[plate_builder]

In Reeve’s defense, his clothing is far closer to normal than what Vincent wears. Only the coat is notable. But the man moves with Vincent, hands behind his back as he easily keeps stride with the quieter man. For a while he has to consider how to start.

“Where do I even begin? With Edge I suppose. You’ve seen the city I don’t doubt. Perhaps not much. My work with the WRO started here. Planning this city. The earliest areas are just composed of the shanties and the like people put together. We started as a volunteer group working to make use of what we could from the ruins of Midgar to make life here livable. Drilling wells was fun.”

[emovampboy]

His current outfit was at least better than wearing a Turk uniform, or even Cloud keeping a version of the SOLDIER First Class uniform. Still, his ouffit was certainly noticeable.

Not that he pays full attention to the looks he gets, more intent on listening to Reeve talk. There may even be crack a bit of a smile at the obvious sarcasm about wells.

"What's changed?"

[plate_builder]

"Most everything. I've seen to roads, power, plumbing... This right here," Reeve pauses to point toward a nearby clinic. "Took a lot of work to get people to understand that having a clinic to serve this area while we didn't have a hospital was the best idea. Someone wanted a liquor store. Said I didnt' want it there to not compete with Seventh Heaven. As if Tifa doesn't need a supplier. Helped him find a spot for his store just a bit further on."

A lot of planning goes into a city these days. Figuring out how things will fit together. Reeve... owes the people of Midgar this much. Probably even more. No, definitely more, far more. "The WRO will do things like this too, as we spread ourselves out."

[emovampboy]

"That isn't what I meant." Vincent looks at Reeve as he speaks, seeming to be waiting to analyze him as he speaks his next words. "You said it began as a volunteer group. What changed it to more?"

[plate_builder]

Oh. Well, now that he gets it, Reeve looks a touch bashful at having failed to see the obvious before this.

"Me," Reeve answers simply. But he expects Vincent is again inviting him to speak more. So he considers his words carefully.

"I... owe the people of Midgar, of the world quite a debt. The Mako reactors were worse because of me. It's a debt I can never repay. Add to that all of the darkness this world has been through, from Shinra to Meteor to the Wutain war, it's all... The world needs to heal. And it needs protected while it does that. Never has that been more obvious to me. You were there, when we were evacuating Midgar. The people were so afraid, so lost, and yet didn't turn to each other for help. That is what the world needs. Help. I intend to provide that. Stability and rebuilding, protection. To pave the way as a transitional military and organization until the world is ready to rebuild and lead itself. Give the reigns back to the people."

That's what it's about. Belief that there should be more. "Yuffie has already signed on, she's intel gathering, and will be head of Wutain operations when we can expand more. I'm trying to pitch it to Barret, I need help finding better energy sources than coal. In the end that will poison us, even if it doesn't poison the planet. And Cid would definitely help research for improved transportation and air support if we ever need it."

He has many plans.

[emovampboy]

"Hm." His preferred response comes, but it isn't detached, just once more acknowledging. Reeve certainly had a view for the future, or at least the one he wished to create, and was pushing hard to make it real.

Working with the others made sense, they had much they could contribute, which lead to his next question. "Why try to recruit me? I have no substantial use for you in creating a peaceful world."

He was, after all, Chaos incarnate. And a former Turk. And one of the reasons Sephiroth was born...