Don't mistake it. I just don't like the thought of anyone being free, getting away with something like that. I don't know if it was him or someone else, but. The hair does at least help narrow things down.
[He figures it is something to go off of. A start, at least. Though if it is Ruthven, that would make it far more complicated. More difficult. Given his status. His strength. Even for Noé, he would have trouble against him. Still, he doesn't really think twice about offering his coat. If Vanitas needs it.]
Heh, right, right. It's not as though we're friends or anything. Still, you have my thanks. It's more than I likely ever would have been able to discover on my own. Perhaps if I can find and kill this fiend, my family will know peace.
[Since he doesn't think he ever will, honestly... He's heard of Ruthven, of course, but the vampire's status means little to him. Just another bloodsucker to investigate and rule out. Or kill. Either way. Hugging the coat around his shoulders, he finds himself leaning slightly against Noé for added warmth.]
Because I am. I feel chills others do not. Perhaps I'm anemic.
[Noé asks quietly. Curious. It isn't like he hasn't been angry or upset over losing his family at times. But it would seem far more difficult, if not impossible, to avenge his family. His clan. Easier for Vanitas if it is just one vampire to track down. He glances at Vanitas leaning in against him, not moving away if the other needs the support or warmth.]
[Now he just sounds resigned, hollow. Empty. Like even that hardly matters in the grand scheme of things. A far cry from the crazed Chasseur who was chasing down Noé initially. It's harder to imagine Noé would be able to figure out how to get revenge, though. Not without learning more about his own people and what happened to them. Sighing a bit, Vanitas stares blankly over the rooftops, suddenly feeling tired.]
I've always been this way. Cold. Not physically gifted. It's only my diligent training that's allowed me to flourish as Chasseur. So yes, I figure there must be something wrong with me.
Well....you figure what else you want to do. Find a new goal, I guess.
[Not that he might be the best to advise on that sort of thing. Given that he just listens to his Teacher and usually just does as he is instructed. Well, when Noé isn't being stubborn, anyway. A hand raises in some attempt to tame his hair as the wind catches it, glancing to Vanitas.]
Oh. Sorry.
[He knows mortals are much more frail in comparison. Even without his limited knowledge and use of the World Formula to buff himself when necessary.]
[He grumbles under his breath, now mulling over what the hell he would do without his revenge to sustain him. He may have it yet, but eventually, with luck, he'll complete it. Then the question will be the same: what next? What would he do with his life? Go back to the Chasseurs, probably. Continue on killing vampires for the sake of that revenge in general. Yet he's less keen on the idea than he was before. Sighing, he shakes his head.]
Don't be. It's fine.
[So long as people don't look down on him for it, then he doesn't really care; he can do his job just fine, if not better than a lot of others. He may yet be a rookie, but he's well on his way to becoming a Paladin's aide.]
Maybe it isn't. But...maybe it's worth thinking about. What you'd want to do afterwards.
[Noé hasn't had such....freedom. Such a question. He'd always just done as his Teacher had told him, asked of him. It was that simple, really. But he can imagine the prospect might be confusing. Scary, perhaps. If Vanitas was so focused on vengeance. To consider whatever might come next after he'd managed it.]
If you say so. Don't worry. I have other coats. You can keep that one if you want.
[If Vanitas said he took it from a vampire he encountered, he wouldn't be lying. Just not telling the whole truth that Noé had willingly given it to him. There might be some blood on it, but it's still enough to keep Vanitas warmer for now. Noé isn't even considering that the Chasseurs would probably have a field day if they were to make use of it and discover his particular ability somehow.]
[He's clung to that one thing for so long that now the thought of not having it is enough to make him shiver with uncertainty, even through the extra layer of clothing that's been presented to him. What next...? What after? He doesn't even begin to know. He'd just continue with the Chasseurs, he assumed. They weren't exactly family, but they were all he had.]
You sure...? I tried to kill you, you know.
[He seems somewhat incredulous that Noé would just hand over his coat like that, but then, this has been one weird encounter from start to finish. He shouldn't be too shocked that this vampire is breaking all his expectations yet again. It'd be easy enough to say the coat is a trophy from the vampire he attacked, given it has a bit of blood on it already. Though thankfully Vanitas has no inclination to tell his superiors about Noe or his abilities. The man did him a favor, after all, and he honors his word.]
[Noé says with a shrug. He doesn't feel the cold as acutely as Vanitas. And the coat would need a decent clean anyway. He doesn't really mind if Vanitas chooses to keep it. Or at least to wear it back to keep himself warm, anyway. Especially if the other was more prone to illness or the like.
Neither is Noé even considering the potential danger of leaving the coat with Vanitas. If anyone else got their hands on it or something. He just figures it is one way to help. Vanitas had done his best to try and treat him after attacking him, after all.]
[Thankfully Vanitas is wise in the ways of domestic affairs, so he'll likely be able to get most of the blood out of the fabric. For now, he snuggles underneath the thick fabric, still warm from Noé wearing it. It's... kind of nice, to be wearing something where he can feel the heat from another body. It's something he hasn't felt in years, given the church's strict rules regarding intimacy.
You know the ones you encounter are more likely curse bearers? Right? Not all of us behave that way. Even they don't, usually....it's just that they've lost themselves.
[He figures that Vanitas is aware of the curse bearers. But even so. He can't help feeling a little defensive. A little empathetic to their situation. Probably because of what he went through with Louis. Still, he can't say that he would have expected this, with a Chasseur. He glances between the view of the city below and Vanitas when the other leans in against him, tilting his head to give Vanitas space instinctively.]
I see... I was aware they were more violent than most, but given what happened to my family, you can hopefully understand where my hesitation to trust in your kind comes from.
[Because they couldn't all have been curse bearers, right? The ones he hunts as a Chasseur tend towards the more feral, frenzied side, whereas from what he can recall of that night many years ago, it had been a more calculated, deliberate attack upon his troupe. It's strange, conversing with a being he hated with all of his might not an hour ago. Yet Vanitas is nothing if not versatile, willing to change his mind as new information comes to light. He's not obsessed, like so many of those in the church.]
Hm. Yes. I just....wouldn't want you to think we're all like that. But I get it.
[Still. It isn't as if it is so simple for Noé. Given he would likely have far more than just one vampire to contend with if he were to want vengeance for his family, his clan. He sighs, raising a hand to absently brush some hair from his face as he takes in the view from the rooftop, wincing slightly at the movement. He can't say he expected to have an encounter like this with a Chasseur. But maybe knowing one of them might not be the worst thing.]
You should probably head off soon. Otherwise, your Chasseur friends might worry.
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[He figures it is something to go off of. A start, at least. Though if it is Ruthven, that would make it far more complicated. More difficult. Given his status. His strength. Even for Noé, he would have trouble against him. Still, he doesn't really think twice about offering his coat. If Vanitas needs it.]
I just thought you seemed cold. I don't mind.
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[Since he doesn't think he ever will, honestly... He's heard of Ruthven, of course, but the vampire's status means little to him. Just another bloodsucker to investigate and rule out. Or kill. Either way. Hugging the coat around his shoulders, he finds himself leaning slightly against Noé for added warmth.]
Because I am. I feel chills others do not. Perhaps I'm anemic.
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[Noé asks quietly. Curious. It isn't like he hasn't been angry or upset over losing his family at times. But it would seem far more difficult, if not impossible, to avenge his family. His clan. Easier for Vanitas if it is just one vampire to track down. He glances at Vanitas leaning in against him, not moving away if the other needs the support or warmth.]
Anemic? Are you sick?
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[Now he just sounds resigned, hollow. Empty. Like even that hardly matters in the grand scheme of things. A far cry from the crazed Chasseur who was chasing down Noé initially. It's harder to imagine Noé would be able to figure out how to get revenge, though. Not without learning more about his own people and what happened to them. Sighing a bit, Vanitas stares blankly over the rooftops, suddenly feeling tired.]
I've always been this way. Cold. Not physically gifted. It's only my diligent training that's allowed me to flourish as Chasseur. So yes, I figure there must be something wrong with me.
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[Not that he might be the best to advise on that sort of thing. Given that he just listens to his Teacher and usually just does as he is instructed. Well, when Noé isn't being stubborn, anyway. A hand raises in some attempt to tame his hair as the wind catches it, glancing to Vanitas.]
Oh. Sorry.
[He knows mortals are much more frail in comparison. Even without his limited knowledge and use of the World Formula to buff himself when necessary.]
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[He grumbles under his breath, now mulling over what the hell he would do without his revenge to sustain him. He may have it yet, but eventually, with luck, he'll complete it. Then the question will be the same: what next? What would he do with his life? Go back to the Chasseurs, probably. Continue on killing vampires for the sake of that revenge in general. Yet he's less keen on the idea than he was before. Sighing, he shakes his head.]
Don't be. It's fine.
[So long as people don't look down on him for it, then he doesn't really care; he can do his job just fine, if not better than a lot of others. He may yet be a rookie, but he's well on his way to becoming a Paladin's aide.]
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[Noé hasn't had such....freedom. Such a question. He'd always just done as his Teacher had told him, asked of him. It was that simple, really. But he can imagine the prospect might be confusing. Scary, perhaps. If Vanitas was so focused on vengeance. To consider whatever might come next after he'd managed it.]
If you say so. Don't worry. I have other coats. You can keep that one if you want.
[If Vanitas said he took it from a vampire he encountered, he wouldn't be lying. Just not telling the whole truth that Noé had willingly given it to him. There might be some blood on it, but it's still enough to keep Vanitas warmer for now. Noé isn't even considering that the Chasseurs would probably have a field day if they were to make use of it and discover his particular ability somehow.]
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[He's clung to that one thing for so long that now the thought of not having it is enough to make him shiver with uncertainty, even through the extra layer of clothing that's been presented to him. What next...? What after? He doesn't even begin to know. He'd just continue with the Chasseurs, he assumed. They weren't exactly family, but they were all he had.]
You sure...? I tried to kill you, you know.
[He seems somewhat incredulous that Noé would just hand over his coat like that, but then, this has been one weird encounter from start to finish. He shouldn't be too shocked that this vampire is breaking all his expectations yet again. It'd be easy enough to say the coat is a trophy from the vampire he attacked, given it has a bit of blood on it already. Though thankfully Vanitas has no inclination to tell his superiors about Noe or his abilities. The man did him a favor, after all, and he honors his word.]
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[Noé says with a shrug. He doesn't feel the cold as acutely as Vanitas. And the coat would need a decent clean anyway. He doesn't really mind if Vanitas chooses to keep it. Or at least to wear it back to keep himself warm, anyway. Especially if the other was more prone to illness or the like.
Neither is Noé even considering the potential danger of leaving the coat with Vanitas. If anyone else got their hands on it or something. He just figures it is one way to help. Vanitas had done his best to try and treat him after attacking him, after all.]
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[Thankfully Vanitas is wise in the ways of domestic affairs, so he'll likely be able to get most of the blood out of the fabric. For now, he snuggles underneath the thick fabric, still warm from Noé wearing it. It's... kind of nice, to be wearing something where he can feel the heat from another body. It's something he hasn't felt in years, given the church's strict rules regarding intimacy.
Sighing a bit, he leans against Noé, frowning.]
...you're truly not a bad sort, for a vampire.
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[He figures that Vanitas is aware of the curse bearers. But even so. He can't help feeling a little defensive. A little empathetic to their situation. Probably because of what he went through with Louis. Still, he can't say that he would have expected this, with a Chasseur. He glances between the view of the city below and Vanitas when the other leans in against him, tilting his head to give Vanitas space instinctively.]
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[Because they couldn't all have been curse bearers, right? The ones he hunts as a Chasseur tend towards the more feral, frenzied side, whereas from what he can recall of that night many years ago, it had been a more calculated, deliberate attack upon his troupe. It's strange, conversing with a being he hated with all of his might not an hour ago. Yet Vanitas is nothing if not versatile, willing to change his mind as new information comes to light. He's not obsessed, like so many of those in the church.]
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[Still. It isn't as if it is so simple for Noé. Given he would likely have far more than just one vampire to contend with if he were to want vengeance for his family, his clan. He sighs, raising a hand to absently brush some hair from his face as he takes in the view from the rooftop, wincing slightly at the movement. He can't say he expected to have an encounter like this with a Chasseur. But maybe knowing one of them might not be the worst thing.]
You should probably head off soon. Otherwise, your Chasseur friends might worry.