Day One Continues

The Roommate Incident: Vickalor Vincent Valentine

It felt more than a little nostalgic to wander the intern dorms of a medical campus. Vincent wondered if he was old enough for nostalgia; something in the back of his brain started to giggle at the idea. He smirked along with it because sane people didn't laugh aloud at the voices in their heads.

After Vincent refused to work on the Jenova project his medical career was over. ShinRa didn't like to let go of people who worked in the labs. His choice had been clear enough, much to his parent's dismay. Vincent didn't feel ABOVE the Turks, really. Just horribly out of the loop. When Chief Tally handed him this mission, Vincent felt like it was a good opportunity. His partner didn't like him, but maybe this would allow Vincent to prove to Veld that he earned the degree that he had with his skillset and not by being Doctor Grimoire Valentine's son.

Veld also wasn't bad to look at, so it all balanced out. He pulled one bag along- no need to bring more; he'd be in scrubs most of the time- and had his laptop in a shoulder case. His roommate was already settled, sitting on the couch and looking puzzled. "Hey, Veld."