Disclaimer: This disclaimer applies for all the chapters in this story. I don't own
any of the characters except Mym Teneshi.

Part 8
As Vincent lay awake inside the men's room he lay there thinking about things.
He'd been told that Mym was dead, but then again the President had probably said he'd
died too after what had happened with Hojo and being locked in that coffin. He opened his
eyes as he perked up a bit, his hearing picking up voices. Hearing the voices barely above
Barret's snoring he tried to discern whose they were but he could only tell they were
female. They were higher pitched, not the deep voices of the males of the party. Also all
the men were accounted for in the room. Silently sitting up and pulling on his boots by the
bedside he looked towards the others, not wanting to wake them. After getting his gun he
quietly crept from his bed to the doorway and carefully opened the creaking door, slipped
out and closed it. It was then that he realized he hadn't even put a bandana in his hair to
hold it back and his cape was still folded on the chair at the bottom of his bed.

"Oh well,"he thought to himself as he shrugged slightly,"It doesn't matter, I have
my gun. That's all I need."

Walking slowly and carefully along the narrow, dim hallway he edged closer to the
voices. Gun up and ready for a fight if he should encounter one he came along until he was
almost outside the girl's room and the balcony door. The voices were coming from the
balcony he realized. Peering out from one of the windows where he could see the balcony
where he spotted Mym and Aeris sitting out there talking.

"Now what're they talking about,"he wondered then had an afterthought,"I really
shouldn't spy on them. It is none of my business nor my concern what they discuss."

As he was walking away though, Vincent heard a few things that sparked his
attention. Mentions of Mym's time in the lab and other things like that.

"Apparently Aeris asked her about her past,"Vincent thought to himself, reasoning
it in his mind that yes, he'd like to hear this. To find out what that bastard Hojo had done
to her. Moving back closer to the door he holstered his gun and eased himself down onto
the ground, being careful not to make any noise.