[Visions of the past was something that as of late, had plagued him. Relentlessly. Ceaselessly. Veld being one of those visions was not unexpected. Irrelevant, perhaps- given that he had nothing to do with Nibelheim. But not unexpected.
It would have been easy for him to assume that this was a vision. Some information from some time long past which time had muddied. Something that was now clear- relevant. But even then...
His ex-partner was not wearing his suit. This was no memory. No vision. He'd never seen him without it.]
You look like someone's grandfather.
[Softer. Almost benign, without the sharp lines, sleek detail and and imposing cut of the Turk uniform accentuating the stance of the other man. If anything, Veld looked somewhat ...cuddly(?!) without it- alike any other oldtimer. But this was Veld. A man Vincent well knew was not dangerous because of what he wore.
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[Visions of the past was something that as of late, had plagued him. Relentlessly. Ceaselessly. Veld being one of those visions was not unexpected. Irrelevant, perhaps- given that he had nothing to do with Nibelheim. But not unexpected.
It would have been easy for him to assume that this was a vision. Some information from some time long past which time had muddied. Something that was now clear- relevant. But even then...
His ex-partner was not wearing his suit.
This was no memory. No vision. He'd never seen him without it.]
You look like someone's grandfather.
[Softer. Almost benign, without the sharp lines, sleek detail and and imposing cut of the Turk uniform accentuating the stance of the other man. If anything, Veld looked somewhat ...cuddly(?!) without it- alike any other oldtimer. But this was Veld. A man Vincent well knew was not dangerous because of what he wore.
He gets to his feet, extending an arm to assist.]
I'm not sure. We can't be anywhere near Midgar.
[The sky was too clear. Too blue.]