[Megalomaniacs chilling out? Yeah. no. It's not in their nature. But even then, he can't help but agree. Because yes, it would be nice to go at least a few years without some form of major crisis threatening Everything.]
Wouldn't it.
[The child and his doomed action of raiding the pumpkin is met with little to no reaction. Just a glance- and little else. Even then, even though the child is simply a child and absolutely not interested in anything the pair are discussing, he falls quiet accordingly, crossing his arms about himself when the sticky-fingered little kid glances to him expectedly, as if to signal he didn't have anything.
The pitterpatter of tiny feet signals the kid's departure, and Vincent glances around before resuming.]
You won't find anything about Protomateria. It's an old thesis. The scientist behind it...
[Lucrecia. The thought was always a painful one. Always. But there had been a sort of solace in the pain. Something that he ...liked. Now? After what he had learned, about what happened in the Shinra manor's basement? It was just pain.]
...Is no longer with us. Another scientist trying to piece it together-
[Shalua. That's... not a great feeling either. Less painful, most certainly. But still. Not pleasant. Not when he can still see the fear in her eye. Not when he could hear the sound of metal buckling. Not when he could still smell blood mixed with oil.]
- isn't, either. Even Reeve doesn't know.
[Pointless to go into the fact that Shelke had said she would look into it. Pointless to talk about how, exactly. So, he moves to what he can answer. Deepground.]
...It's located underneath the Shinra building. Underneath Reactor 0. From what I heard, the project was abandoned when the President died. Deepground was locked down, and those within were expected to die.
It started as a medical bay for wounded SOLDIER operatives. As you can likely imagine- [And yeah. He was sure Reno didn't need to imagine.] R&D turned it into an experiment- with the intention of creating SOLDIER ops without free will. I'm sure you can imagine why.
[Sephiroth. Obviously. And a whole bunch of other, less problematic, runaways.]
...And they did. Those were called the Restrictors. They're dead now- killed in a coup. And Deepground belongs to Weiss.
[A small pause. Rude. He uncrosses his arms from about himself, and looks Reno in the face.]
...I've no idea. I haven't seen either of you.
[That could be considered a cold thing to say. Or something deeply worrying. But given Rude's occupation? Actually quite heartening. To have seen or heard from him would indicate a body had been found. To not?
...Well. Could be that someone was being a Very Good Turk and operating in the shadows.]
no subject
Wouldn't it.
[The child and his doomed action of raiding the pumpkin is met with little to no reaction. Just a glance- and little else. Even then, even though the child is simply a child and absolutely not interested in anything the pair are discussing, he falls quiet accordingly, crossing his arms about himself when the sticky-fingered little kid glances to him expectedly, as if to signal he didn't have anything.
The pitterpatter of tiny feet signals the kid's departure, and Vincent glances around before resuming.]
You won't find anything about Protomateria. It's an old thesis. The scientist behind it...
[Lucrecia.
The thought was always a painful one. Always. But there had been a sort of solace in the pain. Something that he ...liked. Now? After what he had learned, about what happened in the Shinra manor's basement? It was just pain.]
...Is no longer with us. Another scientist trying to piece it together-
[Shalua. That's... not a great feeling either. Less painful, most certainly. But still. Not pleasant. Not when he can still see the fear in her eye. Not when he could hear the sound of metal buckling. Not when he could still smell blood mixed with oil.]
- isn't, either. Even Reeve doesn't know.
[Pointless to go into the fact that Shelke had said she would look into it. Pointless to talk about how, exactly. So, he moves to what he can answer. Deepground.]
...It's located underneath the Shinra building. Underneath Reactor 0. From what I heard, the project was abandoned when the President died. Deepground was locked down, and those within were expected to die.
It started as a medical bay for wounded SOLDIER operatives. As you can likely imagine- [And yeah. He was sure Reno didn't need to imagine.] R&D turned it into an experiment- with the intention of creating SOLDIER ops without free will. I'm sure you can imagine why.
[Sephiroth. Obviously. And a whole bunch of other, less problematic, runaways.]
...And they did. Those were called the Restrictors. They're dead now- killed in a coup. And Deepground belongs to Weiss.
[A small pause. Rude.
He uncrosses his arms from about himself, and looks Reno in the face.]
...I've no idea. I haven't seen either of you.
[That could be considered a cold thing to say. Or something deeply worrying. But given Rude's occupation? Actually quite heartening. To have seen or heard from him would indicate a body had been found. To not?
...Well.
Could be that someone was being a Very Good Turk and operating in the shadows.]