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]

He nods, letting Reeve have space to do as he needs, and settling back onto the bed to wait.

[plate_builder]

Once he's got everything nicely boxed up, easy given he had barely taken anything out. Once that's done he nods to Vincent. "I'll carry these, and would you push the cart out into the hall?"

Maybe he'll throw Yuffie off if they see her by handing over the food.

[emovampboy]

"Alright." He easily gets off the bed, moving over to push the cart towards the door so he can open it and place it outside.

[plate_builder]

Reeve nods and heads for the door, arms full. He waits patiently for Vincent to slip out, and he smiles at the man as they make their way down the hall. Heads down the stairs and just groans to see Cid and Yuffie there, the latter of the two harassing the former.

Who has the worst humor... Shinra or Vincent

[emovampboy]

Vincent will take some of what Cid is carrying as soon as his own hands are free, letting the man take the lead for the moment.

The groan cues him in that they aren't having the best of luck, even before he sees their friends down below, and he glances at Reeve to remark in his usual dry way. "I thought of a fourth idea. Open a window and go out that way."

Vincent's humor actually pleases Reeve, so Reeve will argue him. I say Rufus

[plate_builder]

Really? The timing of the dry wit is just perfect, because Reeve bursts out laughing, and that gets both Cid and Yuffie looking toward them. He just ensured option one, but he's given Reeve a level of amusement that makes him ready to face it.

"Reeve?" Yuffie asks, bouncing to her feet. "You came to bring us breakfast?"

"Actually, I had ordered breakfast for myself and Vincent," he tells her as he gets to the bottom of the stairs before handing over the box of pastries. "Here, I had leftovers."

hehe

[emovampboy]

Vincent seems fine with option one, anyway. He's quite used to skirting around questions, even more so ones which come from Yuffie, who asks some of the most outrageous things sometimes.

Cid will be less an issue, though, as the man is well aware Vincent likes his privacy and will apply the same sentiment to Reeve. Which means that, even though he gives a glance to the two, there's no hint of him asking a thing.

[plate_builder]

"You got up super early to bring Vincent breakfast?" Yuffie asks as she accepts the box.

"I ordered breakfast this morning when I woke up, which happened to be in the spare bed in Vincent's room," Reeve counters.

Meanwhile he does see the look Cid offers them, and like Vincent said, no question. He's okay with that. Yuffie is going to be an ass, though.

[emovampboy]

Vincent can see the look on her face as Reeve lets her in on that tidbit of information, and he moves to head her off at the pass. "He had to help me get you and Cid here last night, and opted to stay just in case."

"Worried the girlie was gonna sneak out in the middle of the night, sloshed as she was?" Cid chimes in, catching on that Vincent is trying to avoid twenty questions from the so-called ninja girl. "Or, maybe just puke everywhere. She's good at that."

[plate_builder]

“Tifa made us haul you here,” Reeve offers.

“Why not stay with Cid? He is old too,” Yuffie says, because clearly she doesn’t believe all they are saying. At least she wonders if there isn’t more. Because the thing is that they walked off together the night before. She clearly is giving them the side eye. “Where are you going?”

[emovampboy]

"Cid snores." He shakes his head softly, as she should know this. She'd commented on it more than once. "Heading to Reeve's. I'd like to see Reeve's cat, and check his security."

It's nor an entire lie, at least and close enough to what they are really doing, right?

[plate_builder]

"Oh! A kitty? I wanna go too," Yuffie grins, popping to her feet. And at last Cid moves. His hand comes up to rest on her arm, drawing her attention.

"You're not inviting yourself, kid. Especially when they gave us food," Cid says. "If Reeve wants you coming along, he can ask himself."

Reeve smiles gratefully at the other man. Strange, he'd never realized how considerate the man could be. At least, not toward him. But he nods his thanks and gestures for Vincent to join him in leaving.

"Wait, are they dating or something?" Yuffie asks as Reeve gets to the door.

[emovampboy]

"Yeah, right, kid." Cid ruffles Yuffie's hair. "They just don't want you complaining of boredom when Vincent does his security check."

Vincent gives Reeve a look, sort of rolling his eyes at the girl, but mumbles. "At least he'll keep her entertained."

[plate_builder]

"True enough," Reeve chuckles as he steps fully outside. He's going to buy Cid something. He doesn't know what. But he'll do it. Once outside he looks around, just to remind himself where they are, and then he nods his head one direction. That's where they're going.

[emovampboy]

Vincent nods and moves ahead of Reeve almost protectively, his old Turk instincts saying it's important to do so, and letting the man lead them from behind.

[plate_builder]

Really? That much?

"Would you be able to guard as well while at my side?" Reeve asks. Because he isn't looking for his boyfriend to be his guardian as well.

[emovampboy]

Vincent glances back at Reeve, slowing his step. "I can... But it may not be bad for me to act protectively. Show your security first hand I'm safe."

[plate_builder]

"The security that I haven't arranged to meet with me yet," Reeve points out because he's quite amused at statement.

[emovampboy]

"The security which is following us." Vincent looks at Reeve quite seriously. "Or did you think they'd simply trust in me without watching some?"

[plate_builder]

Reeve loses a pace from staying next to Vincent, not quite stumbling. But he catches up quickly. "They're following us?"

He told them... He had called and told them he would let them know when he needed them.

[emovampboy]

"At least one is." He stops, turning his head where he senses the presence. "You can't blame them. They need to know."

[plate_builder]

"I can't," Reeve says, and he seems a bit pleased with this. After people that tried to kill him, ones that actually care for his safety. Even if he's paying them.

[emovampboy]

"I think it's the woman, by the way." Yet, maybe as a way to apologize, he gently touches Reeve's back to indicate they can keep moving, "Which way now?"

[plate_builder]

"At the next intersection go left. Continue three blocks. Another left. Two blocks, a right. Halfway down the next block, number seventy-two," Reeve explains. The sooner Vincent has orders, the more he can prepare for things. Interesting, he didn't think that would happen. "And her name is Abigail. I know she's young, only ninteen, but she's very talented."

He does move just a bit closer to Vincent for a step or two so his arm can brush Vincent's, then he replaces space so Vincent can leap to his defense if needed.

[emovampboy]

"Age and skill are not always a linked factor. I've met old fools, and young geniuses." As he speaks this, Vincent half wonders if he could be speaking of Lucrecia and Hojo, as taken at a distance, they fit the descriptors well enough.

Unintentionally, he could have also been describing Rufus and his father, but having had little to no contact with either man, there's no way to know this, and right now, he's more intent on following Reeve's directions, though asking a simple question.

"Do you have the city memorized?"