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Who: Aerith [holdingflowers], Zack [asahero], & eventually Cloud [dontwantdespair]
Where Aerith's room, then outside
When: Day of/after Aerith's arrival
Rating: PG?
Summary: Aerith and Zack have a chat, then go to kidnap Cloud
the Story:
This place wasn’t so bad, she supposed. Cloud, Zack, and Yuffie were here, and she had already met a few friendly people. She could see how people could get used to living here for long periods of time. The room seemed to have molded itself to fit her tastes, supplying vases of fresh flowers, and a color scheme that inexplicably matched her wardrobe. She wondered if she could find a way to get a flower box for her window. Aerith doubted this, as the window didn’t seem to want to open.
She was busying herself by constantly rearranging the flowers. Sometimes moving flowers between vases, or changing their order, or even moving the vases themselves around. Anything to pass the time. Under other circumstances, she might have gone exploring to take her mind off things, but she didn’t want to be out of the room when Zack showed up.
“I’m being silly, aren’t I?” She laughed quietly, examining her reflection in the mirror. Hopefully she wouldn’t have a hard time telling Zack everything she wanted to say.
Where Aerith's room, then outside
When: Day of/after Aerith's arrival
Rating: PG?
Summary: Aerith and Zack have a chat, then go to kidnap Cloud
the Story:
This place wasn’t so bad, she supposed. Cloud, Zack, and Yuffie were here, and she had already met a few friendly people. She could see how people could get used to living here for long periods of time. The room seemed to have molded itself to fit her tastes, supplying vases of fresh flowers, and a color scheme that inexplicably matched her wardrobe. She wondered if she could find a way to get a flower box for her window. Aerith doubted this, as the window didn’t seem to want to open.
She was busying herself by constantly rearranging the flowers. Sometimes moving flowers between vases, or changing their order, or even moving the vases themselves around. Anything to pass the time. Under other circumstances, she might have gone exploring to take her mind off things, but she didn’t want to be out of the room when Zack showed up.
“I’m being silly, aren’t I?” She laughed quietly, examining her reflection in the mirror. Hopefully she wouldn’t have a hard time telling Zack everything she wanted to say.