Ophelia nodded, relaxing a bit, then flying over to gauge whether she should continue to make herself scarce or to help with dinner. "I talked to Mooshoo too kupo. He's going to delay Yuffie. I also suggested that Reno MIGHT want to go take Yuffie out for dinner, give her some company, since he's always freeloading kupo." There had been no 'might' about it, it was a suggestion and a threat--and Ophelia was more than willing to back it up.
"Granted, he also needs to pay you back too kupo, but if he keeps his mouth shut, that'll be the best payment." A head-tilt, pom bobbing. "Right?"
Just because it had been interrupted, didn't mean Vincent had forgotten what Lucrecia had said. What was protomateria? It could wait though. "Ophelia, do you know Yuffie told me about her vision, of the bad future, and her moogle army?" Clearly she had not, as she shook her head, then went to pull down shallow bowls while he stirred what was in the pot carefully.
"Several moogles whose own heroes had died, or who had left with the schism between groups, came to her. You were one of them, and you also threatened Reno in the future, for Turk training." His voice even, sharing with Lucrecia as well as his companion.
Said companion was glad she'd put the dishes down, and hadn't yet gotten silverware as her eyes were wide, hands in her scarf. "But I don't even know what a Turk is kupo? Only that you used to be one..."
"Perhaps. But Reno still trained you apparently. You, and Mooshoo, and Mogdelina were Yuffie's special guard." Amusement in his voice, eyes moving to meet her own dark ones. "It is not a 'nice' position, nor do I hope it ever comes to pass, but you would indeed make a good Turk."
Ophelia blinked, hands clenched in her scarf and wings fluttering slightly faster. Really? Turning her head to Lucrecia, as if she couldn't believe it. Not that she didn't know Vincent thought highly of her--he'd let her know so much--but still. She hadn't been praised like this before.
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Date: 2016-02-29 05:22 am (UTC)"Granted, he also needs to pay you back too kupo, but if he keeps his mouth shut, that'll be the best payment." A head-tilt, pom bobbing. "Right?"
Just because it had been interrupted, didn't mean Vincent had forgotten what Lucrecia had said. What was protomateria? It could wait though. "Ophelia, do you know Yuffie told me about her vision, of the bad future, and her moogle army?" Clearly she had not, as she shook her head, then went to pull down shallow bowls while he stirred what was in the pot carefully.
"Several moogles whose own heroes had died, or who had left with the schism between groups, came to her. You were one of them, and you also threatened Reno in the future, for Turk training." His voice even, sharing with Lucrecia as well as his companion.
Said companion was glad she'd put the dishes down, and hadn't yet gotten silverware as her eyes were wide, hands in her scarf. "But I don't even know what a Turk is kupo? Only that you used to be one..."
"Perhaps. But Reno still trained you apparently. You, and Mooshoo, and Mogdelina were Yuffie's special guard." Amusement in his voice, eyes moving to meet her own dark ones. "It is not a 'nice' position, nor do I hope it ever comes to pass, but you would indeed make a good Turk."
Ophelia blinked, hands clenched in her scarf and wings fluttering slightly faster. Really? Turning her head to Lucrecia, as if she couldn't believe it. Not that she didn't know Vincent thought highly of her--he'd let her know so much--but still. She hadn't been praised like this before.