April 20, 2012

spiritthatdenies asked: On what occassions do you meet with all Avalanche members? What do you do when you meet up? Party all night, have a board game night, go to the zoo or something else?

Hello again, spiritthatdenies. You have impeccable timing, I must say… I have only just come back from a particularly knotty problem that was taking up a large proportion of my time and was therefore looking for a way to ease myself back into public communications.

I will presume your question relates more to the recent AVALANCHE incarnation as opposed to the one back in the early 2000s. Not that it particularly matters, all things considered… for it seems we only all get together when we have something to fight against.

Personally I do still see people on an individual basis, or indeed a couple at a time, but that is all. Tifa is busy with the bar and the children depend upon her, Cloud is… well Cloud is useful to have on standby for certain deliveries but deserves to spend his days as he sees fit, and Barret I see on work terms only, which suits me just fine.

Cid I’m working with on a project that is ongoing, in addition to meeting with him about his duties. I am also working with Aerith on a project, though that has yet to fully ‘take flight’ as it were.

Nanaki is… currently in a wee bit of a predicament if Cait Sith’s recordings are reliable, which I can assure you now, they most definitely are. That said I am quite sure he can cope with his recent misfortunes, being the brave soul that he is. 

I occasionally have zombie movie marathons with Yuffie, when she is not giving me a headache and disappearing from her own role with the W.R.O which can be quite often. She also does not like me talking with Godo, much for some unknown reason…

And Vincent? Well Vincent likes to think of himself as apart from all of this, but I have come to suspect different.

Hm… perhaps we should endeavour to meet, all together, without threat of impending apocalypse. Though it is highly unlikely. Sometimes, spiritthatdenies, you just cannot ignore the fact people have their own lives and priorities. Indeed it is only when something desperate arises do we see moments of great cameraderie.

But at least those moments are more palatable than the alternative.

- Reeve

[[Seriously, how do you do that? Once more with impeccable timing. Also, I know this is not the most aligned answer you could have hoped for, but it was all he would give me. 8|]]

October 10, 2011
crimson-chaos:

ask-reeve:

crimson-chaos:

The mock affront is met with the same stoic stare. He knows this game we play. I know his. Now my gaze is telling him, ‘Never to mention about the fact that I own a phone to a certain Miss Kisaragi.’ “Orange. White…and purple….?” If not for the bit of color in that helmet, it’s almost as if I’m back in Hojo’s lab again.

Reeve turns his face away a little, hiding that chuckle. A slight wave of his hand says he knows Vincent’s thoughts on the phone and Yuffie. Always with the secrets, Vincent…
“Mm-mm. But it’s more of an off-white-beige, wouldn’t you agree? Besides, you don’t have to wear the beret if you don’t want to.” Reeve has always been good with his compromises.
He looks back then with an apprising look, which seems to say, ‘pity though, it might look rather fetching on you’.

“You always have an eye for color, haven’t you?” White, off-beige white, to me it looks the same. And my remark to Reeve Tuesti might contain something of that sarcastic indifferences which suggest his semblance to Scarlett West for his abilities to distinguish those colors so.
“Tell me why I must be doing this again?” Resigned, I put the beret on.
That, however, doesn’t mean the meaning behind Reeve Tuesti’s gaze isn’t met with a disapproval frown.

“I’ve… not really considered it.” Reeve says that a little flatly, being more interested in how things work than the aesthetics of the thing.
Thinking on the matter though, he supposes he does rather like block primary colours but then that line of thought has somehow led to Scarlet and her… well, scarlet. Reeve frowns before shaking that thought away quickly.
“Ah! That’s because we are having a recruitment drive on at the moment. Yuffie of course has no choice in the matter, being my number one officer. As for you, Vincent, I thought you might add some glamour to the proceedings…”
He’s clearly amused, “Okay now, smile!”

crimson-chaos:

ask-reeve:

crimson-chaos:

The mock affront is met with the same stoic stare. He knows this game we play. I know his. Now my gaze is telling him, ‘Never to mention about the fact that I own a phone to a certain Miss Kisaragi.’ “Orange. White…and purple….?” If not for the bit of color in that helmet, it’s almost as if I’m back in Hojo’s lab again.

Reeve turns his face away a little, hiding that chuckle. A slight wave of his hand says he knows Vincent’s thoughts on the phone and Yuffie. Always with the secrets, Vincent…

“Mm-mm. But it’s more of an off-white-beige, wouldn’t you agree? Besides, you don’t have to wear the beret if you don’t want to.” Reeve has always been good with his compromises.

He looks back then with an apprising look, which seems to say, ‘pity though, it might look rather fetching on you’.

“You always have an eye for color, haven’t you?” White, off-beige white, to me it looks the same. And my remark to Reeve Tuesti might contain something of that sarcastic indifferences which suggest his semblance to Scarlett West for his abilities to distinguish those colors so.

“Tell me why I must be doing this again?” Resigned, I put the beret on.

That, however, doesn’t mean the meaning behind Reeve Tuesti’s gaze isn’t met with a disapproval frown.

“I’ve… not really considered it.” Reeve says that a little flatly, being more interested in how things work than the aesthetics of the thing.

Thinking on the matter though, he supposes he does rather like block primary colours but then that line of thought has somehow led to Scarlet and her… well, scarlet. Reeve frowns before shaking that thought away quickly.

“Ah! That’s because we are having a recruitment drive on at the moment. Yuffie of course has no choice in the matter, being my number one officer. As for you, Vincent, I thought you might add some glamour to the proceedings…”

He’s clearly amused, “Okay now, smile!”

(Source: sanguinesaint, via sanguinesaint)

October 9, 2011
crimson-chaos:

The mock affront is met with the same stoic stare. He knows this game we play. I know his. Now my gaze is telling him, ‘Never to mention about the fact that I own a phone to a certain Miss Kisaragi.’ “Orange. White…and purple….?” If not for the bit of color in that helmet, it’s almost as if I’m back in Hojo’s lab again.

Reeve turns his face away a little, hiding that chuckle. A slight wave of his hand says he knows Vincent’s thoughts on the phone and Yuffie. Always with the secrets, Vincent…
“Mm-mm. But it’s more of an off-white-beige, wouldn’t you agree? Besides, you don’t have to wear the beret if you don’t want to.” Reeve has always been good with his compromises.
He looks back then with an apprising look, which seems to say, ‘pity though, it might look rather fetching on you’.

crimson-chaos:

The mock affront is met with the same stoic stare. He knows this game we play. I know his. Now my gaze is telling him, ‘Never to mention about the fact that I own a phone to a certain Miss Kisaragi.’ “Orange. White…and purple….?” If not for the bit of color in that helmet, it’s almost as if I’m back in Hojo’s lab again.

Reeve turns his face away a little, hiding that chuckle. A slight wave of his hand says he knows Vincent’s thoughts on the phone and Yuffie. Always with the secrets, Vincent…

“Mm-mm. But it’s more of an off-white-beige, wouldn’t you agree? Besides, you don’t have to wear the beret if you don’t want to.” Reeve has always been good with his compromises.

He looks back then with an apprising look, which seems to say, ‘pity though, it might look rather fetching on you’.

(Source: sanguinesaint, via sanguinesaint)

October 9, 2011
crimson-chaos:

elixile:

crimson-chaos:

“How in the world have I let the man coax me into the uniform in the first place, I wonder…?” Or that braid.

Reeve can be ttly persuasive *snorts*

“Seemingly.” A price is for a price. Perhaps I shall extort mine from him later. “It simply looks…peculiar.”

“Vincent, I’m hurt.” Reeve looks over, with a mock affront, “They were designed with practicality in mind, pockets to keep your ph- oh never mind.” He chuckles softly, “Frankly I was more surprised with the extent Yuffie was covering up…”
[[ooc: uh oh]]

crimson-chaos:

elixile:

crimson-chaos:

“How in the world have I let the man coax me into the uniform in the first place, I wonder…?” Or that braid.

Reeve can be ttly persuasive *snorts*

“Seemingly.” A price is for a price. Perhaps I shall extort mine from him later. “It simply looks…peculiar.”

“Vincent, I’m hurt.” Reeve looks over, with a mock affront, “They were designed with practicality in mind, pockets to keep your ph- oh never mind.” He chuckles softly, “Frankly I was more surprised with the extent Yuffie was covering up…”

[[ooc: uh oh]]

(Source: sanguinesaint, via sanguinesaint)

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