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random chicken in the office: cock-a-doodle-doo!
Corneo: *knocks on the door at dawn* You boys done in there? I'm locking up.
Vin: Die.
Finn: *blinks awake*
Voice: Well, you got the first part done. Now slit his throat.
Finn: *remembers he left his clothes in the front room* You up, Vincent?
Vin: *sits up looks at crotch* Yeah, I suppose...
Finn: *opens the door* Yeah, we're up, I think I left my pants on the stage. *walks out completely unconcerned that he's naked*
Corneo: *appraising look* Finally found yourself a wild boy, eh?
Finn: *pulling shirt and pants on over a very fun assortment of scratches, cuts and bites*
Vin: *gets his pants off of the lightfixture*
Vin: *back looks like it was mauled by a cat or something, has huge sore on shoulder that is shaped like Finn's teeth*
Finn: *dressed* You want a ride back to the building?
Vin: *debates* *shrugs* Yeah, sure *cannot find top three buttons of shirt, does not care pulls out cigarettes and offers Finn one*
Finn: Thanks. *takes one, leads Vincent outside to his car*
Vin: *tries not to be impressed with car*
Finn: *jumps in and puts the top down* Wakes me up better than coffee. *unlocks the passenger door*
Vin: *gets in smoking, really not wanting to work today*
Finn: *screeches out of the parking spot and through the streets of Midgar like a crazy man*
Vin: *Smirks*
Amon: *pacing office cussing about his son and habits with fucking whores*
Veld: *is in fact already at work, since he usually wakes predawn and has a pattern that he refuses to break. Though the location did disorient him a bit.*
Finn: *defines parking as hitting the breaks before you hit the wall of your destination*
Scarlet: *has totally cleaned the office like five times, done all of Vincent's old reports and her own*
Scarlet: *sitting close to Reeve, still afraid for her life*
Vin: *amuses himself by thinking that Finn rides like he drives*
Finn: *gets out* Call me anytime. Damn that was good. I owe you one. *walks into the building*
Reeve: *sitting by Scarlet*
Vin: *sighs and reaches to spot on shoulder that he has learned is actually bleeding* *debates running away* *walks into building*
Veld: *gets up from typing and goes to check on his kids like he does every morning*
Veld: Good morning, Scarlet.
Scarlet: *brandishes paperwork, coffee and a smile that says "I didn't do anything on your desk with Reeve for three hours not at all"* Mornin. How...ah... you don't look good, sir.
Finn: *takes the elevator upstairs*
Veld: I'll be fine. Just a crik in my neck. That's all.
Veld: You seem rather cheerful this morning. I take it you enjoyed the evening off after the mission?
Reeve: *staring at the desk*
Scarlet: It was... carthartic, sir. And I got a new crossword. You didn't ... ah... *wants to ask about Vin but is scared*
Veld: Kill anyone? *laughs* I don't think so. Bit of a memory block for a few hours, but I didn't wake up with any new bloodstains, so it should be fine. *is lying*
Scarlet: *forces laugh*
Veld: *notices Reeve* Ah, you're here on time too!
Vin: *walks into office, walks to napikins, holds it over still bleeding bite wound on shoulder, pours coffee with free hand*
Scarlet: *totally drops crossword* O_o
Veld: *pretends not to notice*
Reeve: I am, Mr. Dragoon s... Mr. Valentine what happened? *stares*
Veld: Finally come into work? You've got a lot of paperwork to catch up with, after the last mission and all. *sideglances*
Vin: Rough night. *to Veld* Yeah, I'll get on it.
Reeve: *blinkblink*stares back at the desk again, too preoccupied to notice the weirdness*
Veld: Well, I have paperwork to do. Scarlet, make sure he doesn't bleed all over the office. *walks back to his desk*
Reeve: *winces*
Scarlet: *looks from Veld to Vin and back expecting some form of verbal explosion and is actually scared that there is none* Ah.... guys?
Vin: *dumps an unhealthy ammount of sugar into his cup and sits down to do his report*
Veld: What, Scarlet?
Scarlet: ah... what happened and why are you in the same suit and what's going on and why aren't you screaming?
Vin: *smokes*
Reeve: *blink* Yeah..you're awfully.. nice today, Mr. Dragoon.
Veld: I'm trying something new. Apparently, carrying on and yelling doesn't work with kids these days.
Scarlet:... we ah... Pepper didn't run away did he?
Scarlet: *was under the impression that they had been good last night*
Veld: Oh no, he's here.
Veld: You do an excellent job. Great diplomacy, as always.
Veld: And Reeve...
Veld:...nice pet.
Reeve: Ahaha! Yes, sir? *sits up bolt upright*blink* ....nice pet, sir?
Veld: *points to Bruce*
Scarlet: *is totally wierded out now, beyond understanding, sure that she may die soon and goes to her desk to do her crossword*
Vin: *looks as if someone touches him he WILL explode all over them*
Reeve: That's ... mine, sir?
Scarlet: *sighs* You don't remember last night?
Veld: Well, I suppose Valentine abetted, but I was assured that it was your idea.
Reeve: *horrified, hoped it was left by Hojo for Vin as a joke or something*
Scarlet: You named him Bruce.
Veld: *is typing away whilst talking, back in the familiar rhythm of multitasking*
Reeve: ...No I didn't... *stares*shakes head and sighs and just accepts it* Okay... yes.. Bruce.
Veld: You might want to go see the science department about that. Forgetting things is... never good.
Veld: Especially such a large span of time.
Scarlet: You don't remember anything? Like whats the first thing you remember?
Voice: Awww are we pouting? Here I though you were going to call him Veld. I doubt he would have minded...
Reeve: *coughs* Doing some cleaning, actually.
Reeve: *turning red*
Voice: Man, the little shit bites hard though.
Reeve: Um.. the science.. oh, yes, Miss Lucrecia said.. if there was.. I don't want more shots though, sir.
Reeve: I'm sure I'm fine..
Veld: Well, you'll have to keep doing them. It's orders. Are you questioning orders?
Scarlet: *smirks about cleaning and does more crosswords*
Voice: Little shit was a great fuck too. You're gonna do that again right? Since now you know you're a fag?
Reeve: Of course not, Mr. Dragoon!
Reeve: I don't.. I wouldn't.. I mean.. I was just expressing..my feelings. Sir. I won't do it again..sorry..
Veld: Good. Oh, and you might want to stay out of closets. *is using the whole creepiness of the situation to his advantage to put the fear of god into Reeve*
Scarlet: It's alright Reeve, if expression gotcha killed, Vin wouldn't be here wouldhe?
Vin: *ignores*
Reeve: *wide-eyed terror* Um.
Veld: It's ok. You have nothing to fear.
Reeve: *blink* ....yes I really do.
Scarlet: *tilts head* Richard, that's silly.
Vin: *mutters darkly*
Veld: *smiles* Yes, very silly. He keeps his hands to himself, doesn't he?
Scarlet: He doesn't do anything he shouldn't.
Reeve: *a little higher pitch than he'd like* Nothingatall,no sir
Scarlet: *very matter of factly and not liking "daddy" in her sex life*
Veld: Oh of cooourse not. Just like Scarlet doesn't either.
Scarlet: Veld. *in that woman TONE*
Veld: What?
Scarlet: Can I see you for a second?
Reeve: *winces*
Veld: Alright.
Scarlet: *once outside* What is your problem?
Veld: Problem? Now why would you think that?
Reeve: *looks over at Vin* A-are you sure you're alright, Mr. Valentine?
Scarlet: Oh, I don't know, you're terrifying Reeve and Vincent looks like he was mauled and you havent even LOOKED at him. That sounds like a problem. Its not like you.
Veld: And I also DISTINCTLY remember telling you "no boys". What exactly was that closet escapade?
Scarlet: Hello, grown woman, if I want to I can very well have sex.
Veld: You kids never listen. Oh well, I've decided to let you fuck up your own lives.
Veld: And my blood pressure has never been better.
Scarlet: How am I fucking anything up?
Veld: That's right, you're the good kid. I shouldn't harp on you too much.
Scarlet: ... Veld, please tell me what’s wrong.
Veld: I can't remember. *is lying* But I'll figure it out later, ok?
Scarlet: Liar.
Scarlet: In fact, hypocrite.
Veld: And how does that work?
Scarlet: You always tell us to trust you, and you want to know everything about us. But when I ask for the same thing?
Veld: There's nothing to tell.
Scarlet: I've shared SHOWERS with you guys, I've held you while you bleed, I know when you're lying.
Veld: So you can tell right now that I want in fact to rant at you for a good hour or two about your lately lasciviousness?
Veld: That you're the GOOD kid and shouldn't be FRATERNIZING ABOUT IN CLOSETS?!
Scarlet: It isn't just fraternizing about, I really like him, alright? He's a nice person.
Scarlet: And I admit, I'm a little out of control lately, but I'll work on it. Lucrecia is already seeing what she can do about it.
Veld: Glad to see that you're cooperating with the science department so well.
Scarlet: Why not? That whole trust thing. I don't LIKE what they are doing, but I better get along with it
Veld: But the had better KEEP IT IN HIS PANTS and court you PROPERLY else I find a VERY creative way to eliminate him.
Scarlet: *laughs* Yes, dad. I'll make sure that young man knows to be nice to me.
Veld: OH gods, when you say that I sound so OLD.
Scarlet: You aren't OLD. You're young enough to be dating us, but you want to play daddy.
Veld: *twitches at the "dating" statement* I can't help it you kids get into so much TROUBLE.
Scarlet: What was that twitch for?
Veld: I'm still wearing the same clothes from yesterday. It throws off my sense of order.
Scarlet: So when I said you were young enough to be dating us, that didn't do it?
Veld: That and the paperweight on my desk was in the wrong corner for some odd reason.
Veld: *twitches again* Oh no, of course not.
Scarlet: Oh I brushed it off looking for that report on Vincent. You twitched again, so whats with the dating issue?
Veld: THERE IS NO ISSUE!
Scarlet: Liar
Veld: SHOO! WORK OR SOMETHING!
Vin: *twitches at Veld's raised Voice*
Scarlet: I *did* my work, thankyouverymuch.
Scarlet: Actually Reeve and I have to go to the range, he's got to work on marksmenship when ...hes...ah, like this.
Veld: Oh, alright.
Scarlet: *walks in* Hey, Reeve, let's go to the range, alright?
Reeve: *staring at the desk* Ah, yeah. Yes. Alright.
Vin: *throws up a, "don't leave me alone" look*
Scarlet: And I'll stay out of closets, daddy. *leaves*
Veld: Gods, going to be the death of me...
Vin: *ignoring*
Reeve: *leaves with her after one more look at Brucey*shudder*
Veld: So are you going to tell me how you came to have a rather nasty BITE mark on your shoulder or will I have to use my imagination?
Vin: Thought you didn't care.
Veld: And I thought you weren't going to keep up with stupid shit. But apparently I'm surprised yet again.
Vin: I needed an outlet and I found one.
Veld: *twitches* Oh?
Scarlet: How do you feel, Reeve? *getting the targets ready*
Vin: Yes.
Voice: Is that JEALOUSY, from Velly?
Voice: Gods, he threatens to kill you, shoots at you, and now he's all... ready to pound you in the good way.
Veld: I certainly hope it's not going to become a common thing. Wouldn't want you to lose your ability to shoot with such... debauchery.
Reeve: U-um. I'm okay. Er, is Mr. Dragoon going to kill us?
Vin: It may be pretty regular, won't worry my work.
Scarlet: No, he's not mad at us, he's mad at himself.
Scarlet: But he's going to take it out on us, like a little kid.
Veld: Well... so long as it doesn't hinder your work.
Vin: he won't.
Reeve: *winces* That doesn't.. help.
Scarlet: He's not upset with you at all, Richard. It's ... I dunno, let's just do this?
Veld: Well, glad to see that you've stopped with the hoards of floozies. Even on time to work. Almost... an improvement.
Vin: If you say so.
Reeve: ..okay. I'll take your word for it, Scarlet.. *practices with her*
Voice: He wants to ask, can you feel it? Tell him. Watch him fucking FLIP OUT
Veld: *typity types*
Vin: *growls and smokes and types*
Veld: Though...
Veld: As I just told Scarlet...
Veld: I thought I DISTINCTLY SAID NO BOYS!
Vin: *shrugs*
Vin: *is mildly curious about the state of his back*
Veld: RIGHT. Only a TEMPORARY IMPROVEMENT. Going back to NOT LISTENING I see.
Vin: I'm listening just as much as you are, Veld.
Veld: AND WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!
Vin: *glares* Order, order, order, order. That's all you fucking care about! Wake up, go to work, hate your life and everyone in it, go to bed.
Vin: I TRY to tell you to let it out, we BEG you to TALK TO US, and you just yell and scream.
Vin: *starts on another report*
Veld: *lowly* And what if I actually try and shoot someone?
Vin: Then get it over with and shoot me.
Vin: I don't fucking care at the moment.
Veld: Right. Always with that damn APATHETIC BULLSHIT.
Vin: Pot. Kettle. Black.
Veld: Punk. I really should have shot you. At least you wouldn't be parading around like some damn BSDM whore or something.
Vin: Why do you care! *stands up* Why do you care? You aren't going to break me, Veld.
Veld: Are you really so sure of that? Do you think you're the ONLY person who's FUCKING CRAZY AROUND HERE?!
Vin: I KNOW I'm not the only crazy one! Even if I HAD thought that I sure as HELL know better now.
Veld: THEN STOP BEING STUPID AND POKING THE CRAZY ONE!
Vin: TAKE YOUR OWN GOODDAMN ADVICE
Veld: IT'S ALL IN YOUR MIND!
Vin: In my mind, really? Is THAT where crazy is? *total sarcasm*
Veld: Don't you condescend me. I'm your superior and I've been crazy a HELL of a lot longer than you have.
Vin: I KNOW crazy, Veld. I grew up with it, I know it. I know what it's like to have someone BEG you not to leave them alone with their voices. In tears begging you to take them home and you fucking cant.
Veld: Do you like breaking people?
Vin: I'll talk however I DAMN well please.
Vin: I don't have enough people in my life to break, Veld.
Vin: But I'm not afraid of breaking them, if I was I woulda popped myself a long time ago
Veld: Well aren't you fucking liberated. Running around willy nilly with... WHATEVER FUCK GAVE YOU THAT BITE... and smoking and drinking...
Vin: ... I'm running, but it isn't very liberating.
Voice: we need popcorn...
Voice: Chicken?
Veld: THEN SIT THE FUCK DOWN AND STOP THAT SHIT!
Voice: no popcorn!
Vin: WHY?!
Veld: BECAUSE I CAN'T LET YOU RUIN YOUR LIFE!
Veld: *is at this point standing also*
Vin: WHY, WHY is MY life your thrice damned responsibility, Veld?
Veld: THAT'S MY BUSINESS.
Vin: My life is what it IS, Veld. There's no fucking corporate ladder, there's no way OUT there's none of that shit you preach to me. I know damn well that this is it for me. I'm going to die in this job. WHY DO YOU CARE?
Veld: *eerily calm* Because I can. Now what is the fuck's name?
Vin: None of your fucking business.
Veld: If I damn well have to trail you again, I will.
Vin: Go right on ahead, Veld.
Veld: But it would be MUCH easier if you SIMPLY TOLD ME!
Vin: Why does it bother you so much, Veld?!
Voice: Are they gonna fuck yet?
Voice: Shhhhh its getting good.
Veld: I JUST DON'T LIKE THINGS BEING KEPT FROM ME! ESPECIALLY FROM MY KIDS!
Vin: SO OPEN UP AND MAYBE I WILL TOO, VELD!
Veld: THE HELL DO YOU WANT TO KNOW?!
Vin: Why, Veld. I want to know why. I don't want some Bullshit reason either. I want YOUR WHY. WHY do you care? WHY do you do this? WHY are you so upset?
Vin: WHY don't you go out with us?
Vin: WHY won't you ever even consider a date. WHY are you so FUCKING socially awkward.
Vin: Hows that for a FUCKING start? The only thing we really know about you is that your favorite colour is blue.
Veld: *feel vaguely panicked* Because... hell... that's a lot...
Veld: I... I...I'm crazy, Vin. That's why.
Vin: So am I.
Vin: *looks for his smokes*
Voice: awww he's crazy!
Veld: But you're not a sociopath, Vincent. You didn't get recruited... because you did more damage in a single hit than most serial killers... because... because someone touched you.
Voice: I dunno... can't trust them crazy people
Voice: ooooo blood?
Vin: *listens and smokes*
Veld: Fucking hell, YOU WANT MY DAMN LIFE STORY OR SOMETHING?
Vin: That's good enough, but you're a killer, so am I, fuck, I LIKE it, Veld.
Veld: Well, I DON'T.
Vin: Well then, you're a saner crazy than you think.
Voice: ... he wants to kill you, he's confusing you and then he's going to attack.
Veld: Shit, I've had a few more years to get used to it. To establish some ORDER dammit, so I don't flip out all the time.
Veld: But no. You keep pushing. PUSH PUSH PUSH.
Vin: And I'm still standing.
Veld: But for how long? If not your damn undisciplined attitude or my insanity... fuck, you're not looking forward to a long life span, kid.
Vin: No, never thought I was, but I'd rather live short then ... *waves smoke* Live like a scared rabbit with teeth.
Veld: I'd rather live under my OWN terms than let my fucking circumstance dictate it for me.
Vin: *laughs*
Veld: *can't handle the cigarette in his hand anymore and walks over and plucks it out* AND THIS IS BAD FOR YOU!
Vin: *grabs it back* LOTS of things are bad for me! And how the FUCK are you not letting circomstance dictate your life when you're terrified of doing things?
Veld: *not going to lose teh cigarette, grabs it and throws it behind him* I am NOT terrified of anything.
Vin: BULLSHIT.
Vin: *in his face*
Veld: THE HELL WOULD YOU KNOW? YOU WON'T EVEN TELL ME A GODS DAMMED NAME!
Vin: Finn.
Veld: *grabs him by the collar and shakes him* FUCKING HELL DID I TELL YOU ABOUT STAYING AWAY FROM THAT ONE?!
Vin: ITS NOT LIKE I FUCKING PLANNED IT!
Veld: Right. I forget. You just off and get drunk and fuck anything that looks pretty enough DON'T you? *not shaking and still has a firm grip on collar*
Vin: NO ACTUALLY I DONT.
Vin: Veld, I couldn't have what I wanted and I went out and had something else. And it looks like I'll be living on SOMETHING ELSE for a LONG TIME. And I don't give three shits how childish it is.
Veld: *blinks* You're getting into too much shit with that one though. You want something else? NOT THAT SOMETHING ELSE.
Vin: It was a ONE NIGHT STAND, VELD. ONE FUCKING NIGHT.
Vin: AND WHY DO YOU CARE?
Veld: BECAUSE THAT WAS A FUCKING SHINRA! AND MAYBE BECAUSE I'M FUCKING JEALOUS OR SOMETHING!
Vin: *blinks*
Veld: *lets go* ....shit.
Vin: "..." *backs up*
Veld: I need to go back to work.
Vin: No, no see that is what I'm FUCKING talking about!
Vin: You goddamn can't hide from everything, Veld.
Veld: I'm not hiding. I just have work to do. Yelling at you wastes lots of my time.
Vin: I'll do the goddamn paperwork.
Vin: You ARE hiding.
Veld: You can go do whatever you want. Something else if you damn well please. Not like that isn't what you do anyway.
Vin: I've been DAMN WELL CLEAR on what I want to do, Veld.
Veld: And you're barking up the wrong tree kid. You don't need any more shit than you've already had in your life.
Vin: MY LIFE, Veld.
Vin: I, unlike you, don't let my shit dictate it.
Vin: *lights up another cigarette*
Veld: "..." *backs up*
Vin: *blows smoke out his nose*
Veld: Don't make me take that one too. Becuase I will.
Vin: *laughs* You're going to make this an expensive habit, Veld.
Veld: Then why don't you just quit? *twitches*
Vin: It's relaxing.... to everyone but you, aparently.
Veld: It'll rot out your lungs and it smells awful.
Vin: *shrugs*
Veld: *protective wins again and he reaches over, snatches and throws it*
Vin: *rolls eyes* WHY do you keep doing that?
Vin: I should make a Q&A for you.
Veld: Because it's bad for you. And no matter what a shit you are, I can't help but protect you. Even from your dirty habits.
Veld: *looks over the mauledness again* Though it seems you thwart me yet again.
Vin: *grabs Veld by the collar and yanks forward* I'm good at that.
Veld: Let go.
Vin: No.
Veld: Fucking hell... you shouldn't TOUCH me.
Vin: Yes, you told me this last night and yer tell'n me now.
Veld: Then WHY DON'T YOU LISTEN?!
Vin: ... I really don't know.
Vin: *has not in fact let go*
Veld: Well, while you figure that out, it would be nice if you let go of my collar.
Vin: If I kissed you again, would you shoot me?
Veld: ....why?
Vin: *kisses Veld again and then let's go*
Veld: *is really damn flustered*
Veld: *sighs* You always have to get into trouble, don't you.
Vin: Yeah, I do.
Veld: Well... at least get yourself cleaned up afterwards. You're a mess. And you're bleeding all over my office.
Vin: Yeah, I guess I'll take a shower. I'll be back in an hour to help finish that paperwork. Don't die or anythin while I'm gone. *grabs his keys and goes to door*
Veld: Get a bandage. Big one.
Vin: And a rabis shot...
Veld: *cringes* I really wish you hadn't gone and done that last night.
Vin: I'll live.
Veld: You'd better. Now go clean up.
Vin: *smirks and leaves*
Veld: Arrogant vain sonnovabitch. *hands shaking* Gods... I'm a mess.

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