I'm... fine, Vincent. I've taken up housing in the North... but you don't sound well. Where are you? Tell me where you are and I'll come and get you. Something's wrong....
A valid question, one I would like to know the answer to myself, hmhmhm..
I hear the red-light district is North of Neo Edge.. You're a bit out of the way to have lost yourself here, Heh heh heh heh... Need I point you in the right direction?
[ Sighs, then glares slightly, but not in an offensive way. The fact that he was brought here without being made aware that this would happen is disturbing him. ]
For us to be in the same place is a strange coincidence, knowing our positions of power, isn't it?
Not so odd when you are aware of the accursed powers that be..
[Giggling all the way, despite his hatred for all things superficial, this day of Hallmarks and raging hormones brought something more delightfully unexpected.]
How would you prefer to confess, hmm? A poem? A sonnet? Perhaps you would like to get down on your knees..
[ It was strange for those words to come from him. Confess? To him? Whatever for? The fact that it was this strange day of promises and songs, of stories of love that probably never even took place on this day.. ]
I didn't quite take you to be such a dreamer, Hojo.
[ And yet, the thought doesn't seem to trouble him as much as he'd think it would. ]
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[nyah, worried. D:]
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It's safe there, I should hope..
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.... are you all right?
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[Something is wrong? Where is Crimson?!]
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What's wrong..? Are you.. you're not harmed, are you?
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Are you with Reeve?
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Apparently the city has chosen to reassign me to a place full of vampires.
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I hear the red-light district is North of Neo Edge.. You're a bit out of the way to have lost yourself here, Heh heh heh heh... Need I point you in the right direction?
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[ Sighs, then glares slightly, but not in an offensive way. The fact that he was brought here without being made aware that this would happen is disturbing him. ]
For us to be in the same place is a strange coincidence, knowing our positions of power, isn't it?
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[Giggling all the way, despite his hatred for all things superficial, this day of Hallmarks and raging hormones brought something more delightfully unexpected.]
How would you prefer to confess, hmm? A poem? A sonnet? Perhaps you would like to get down on your knees..
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[ It was strange for those words to come from him. Confess? To him? Whatever for? The fact that it was this strange day of promises and songs, of stories of love that probably never even took place on this day.. ]
I didn't quite take you to be such a dreamer, Hojo.
[ And yet, the thought doesn't seem to trouble him as much as he'd think it would. ]
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