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[clawedcorpse]

Who: Tantalus/Key Blade (Lucrecia to if she would like)
Where: The old theatre
When: Night.
Rating: G
Warnings:None.

Note: I really want to appologize for my lack of attention lately guys. Like I said, things are going to have to be slow going for just a couple of more weeks, but everyone is welcome to move plot at any time.

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[darker_symphony]

Lucrecia's smile grew warmer as the elegant woman introduced herself. "A pleasure, Fran." Her mind was a jumbled, genetically destroyed mess, but Lucrecia still had her manners and charm about her. A small stab of pain poked at the back of her head, but it was gone before she could register what it was. Perhaps just the Other within her, who knew. It happened often when she was being herself again.

She allowed Vincent to introduce her for her, then lowered her gaze back to the maps. Vincent's claw upon her small hand was cold, it sent small shivers up her arm, yet she didn't draw away. His touch was her drug - she felt she needed it to survive.

Raising her gaze back to Fran, Lucrecia lowered her head gently onto Vincent's shoulder and studied the woman. She wasn't sure what she was, but she was very...interesting. She seemed elegant, poised and intelligent. With those ears too...hmm..

"What do you think would be the best plan?" Speaking to Fran, Lucrecia gave her another smile. She liked this one.

[bunnyxfran]

Fran gave Vincent a nod, and she gave a smile to Lucrecia as the woman introduced herself. There was something unique about this woman. Fran could sense it. Her eyes slowly went to the map, as Vincent told her of his target. She slowly sat down opposite of the two, sitting to with her legs to the side of her. With a hand on one knee and her other hand she used to support herself.

“The supply house,” she repeated, finding its spot of the map. She put a long fingernail on the supply house, looking then at the streets around it.

She pondered Lucrecia's question. Fran studied the map, looking up at Vincent and Lucrecia. “I think this would be our best approach,” Fran said, running her finger along a side street.

Fran closed her eyes, trying to remember the supply house when she was designing the map. “The guards stand watch here…and here…and here,” she said. “If I remember correctly, the change shifts every three hours.”

She looked up at Lucrecia and Vincent with her red eyes, pressing her lips in a tight small smile.

[clawedcorpse]

[OOC:So sorry this took awhile sweeties! Long week

Sorry for the delay, I got caught up with work. >.<

[darker_symphony]

Lucrecia listened without a word, taking in what Fran said before turning to Vincent once he addressed her. Feeling his hand tightened against hers, Lucrecia placed her free hand over his and nodded. "I will help in any way possible." She had almost objected to the statement he had made in regards to her strength...it wasn't hers at all. It was the Other's...

Lowering her gaze from Vincent's, Lucrecia focused on the maps, lost in thought about this supposed strength she had. It was true, she had noticed it as well..but whether it would disappear on her when she needed it was unknown. Alot was taken from her, including her sanity when she was in danger, all for the thrills of the Jenova-like thing living within her.

"Stolen.." Speaking in a low whisper, her eyebrows furrowed lightly but she exhaled to shake it off. No flashbacks now. She wouldn't torture herself like she was prone on doing.

[bunnyxfran]

Fran listened to Vincent’s words, watching how he touched the other woman so gently. The way he stroked her hand, and his demeanor around this woman told Fran that Vincent did indeed care for this woman. Fran smiled at Vincent’s words and at his happiness.

Love was always something good to find.

“I will be glad to help,” Fran said. “No, I am also lucky to have a friend such as you, Vincent Valentine.”

Her eyes turned to the woman, as she began to speak. Fran was unsure how risky it would be to have Lucrecia involved. She wondered if the woman had any experience in such matter. Nevertheless, if Vincent trusted her in this, Fran would have to trust her as well. She also knew that it would be helpful to have a look out.

“We’ll you’re in more luck. Stealing is what I do best,” Fran said. “Anything we can do to turn this tide, we should at least try.”

Fran looked at Lucrecia and gave her a light smile. “It will be good to have your help.”