036: Cleaning up the damage
[Aerith's sorting through what's left of her room, for while the fight hadn't lasted long, there was a lot of damage. Almost all of her furniture is in pieces, and there's splintered wood everywhere. She's tied her hair back in a brightly colored bandanna to keep the dust out of it, and she's crouched by what's left of her dresser.]
Please...just this once... [She opens one of the drawers carefully, then reaches in to pull out a box. It doesn't look like something Aerith would usually own, as it's rather ornate and seemed to be done in rock and roll motifs, but she breathes a sigh of relief when it opens and still plays a bit of music. The contents are still fine, and she closes it, hugging it to her chest. They're just things, but if they'd been destroyed too...
No time to think on that, she sets the music box on the one nightstand that had survived the mess and gets to work.]
Please...just this once... [She opens one of the drawers carefully, then reaches in to pull out a box. It doesn't look like something Aerith would usually own, as it's rather ornate and seemed to be done in rock and roll motifs, but she breathes a sigh of relief when it opens and still plays a bit of music. The contents are still fine, and she closes it, hugging it to her chest. They're just things, but if they'd been destroyed too...
No time to think on that, she sets the music box on the one nightstand that had survived the mess and gets to work.]