[who else could it be, with that description? there are no other SOLDIERs like him, carrying a sword as big as a man that definitely isn't regulation
vincent finds himself on the back foot, a flicker of dark lashes marking his surprise before he stalks forward, right into this man's space with narrowed eyes and a growl threatening to break in the back of his throat. he'd said they were friends, but after everything shinra threw at them, everything leading up to meteorfall and the death of the old world, is it any wonder he can't trust the word of a stranger?
it's the golden gauntlet that finds its way around the man's throat. no squeeze, no lift, just a subtle upwards pressure and a prick of metal claws]
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[who else could it be, with that description? there are no other SOLDIERs like him, carrying a sword as big as a man that definitely isn't regulation
vincent finds himself on the back foot, a flicker of dark lashes marking his surprise before he stalks forward, right into this man's space with narrowed eyes and a growl threatening to break in the back of his throat. he'd said they were friends, but after everything shinra threw at them, everything leading up to meteorfall and the death of the old world, is it any wonder he can't trust the word of a stranger?
it's the golden gauntlet that finds its way around the man's throat. no squeeze, no lift, just a subtle upwards pressure and a prick of metal claws]
Where is he.