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The Top 10 Reasons Vincent Loves Yuffie
#7
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A delay had put them several hours from the next town at sundown, and since everyone was tired, Cloud had opted to make camp rather than press on after dark.
As usual, Aeris was up before anyone else. She moved as quietly as she could around the camp in the chilly morning air, rebuilding the fire from their small stock of wood. Her shoes were damp from the dew-studded grass within a few steps.
She had taken the first watch with Cloud and Red XIII; Vincent, who hardly slept anyway, had taken second watch alone with no argument from anyone. She did a double take when she saw Vincent still sitting at the watch post, with Yuffie beside him. Yuffie was grinning as she packed away a deck of cards.
Aeris smiled to herself. So, Cloud was right. Well, I wouldn't really have expected it, but we've been traveling together for a little while now—maybe they're getting along better. She picked up the camp kettle and went to fill it, chuckling.
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I should have known better.
Vincent watched resignedly as Yuffie smugly put her cards away. Not only had he failed to win back his Peacemaker, he had lost all his materia to her.
He'd had to dig down deep in his memory to find the rules and the winning hands from his days as a Turk, but he'd incorrectly assumed his rusty skills would be offset by the fact that Yuffie's face was normally an open book.
Who could've guessed that somebody that emotional could bluff that well…?
Yuffie tucked away the pack of cards—where she stowed them in that scanty outfit, he couldn't tell. Jailbait, he thought crossly. She looked at him and beamed.
"Good game, Vinnie," she said brightly. "Tomorrow night, same time?"
He sighed.