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[gardenerofgaia]

[Video - Locked to Cloud - Normal filter - 50%]

[This starts in the hallway, with Aerith moving from her and Zack's apartment to Cloud and Tifa's as she records. Of course, since Cloud is gone...the filter is bad. (Lifting a note from Noel's example!) Bold is unfiltered/public. Italic is easily hackable, as even normally, the filter is only 50

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[originaljackass]

[Jack is over here, just knocking back a soda. It's too early for drinking. He does, however, recognize his neighbor.]

You look like someone spit in your drink. You piss off Buffy? I'm pretty sure she spits in mine.

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[gardenerofgaia]

[She glances up at Jack, reacting to his words two seconds later by shaking her head.]

It tastes fine. Buffy wouldn't do that.

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[originaljackass]

[Maybe not. But he has his suspicions. It could be someone else in the staff.]

So if it's not the drink, why so down?

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[gardenerofgaia]

[Maybe the Malnosso supply pre-spit beer. Aerith doesn't taste that stuff. She fiddles with her hand, looking away; she's really not used to talking about this.]

I'm all right. [She looks back at him.] People talk about how sudden deparatures are, but it didn't sink in until now. You've seen Cloud, right? Well, he's back home, and... that's best for him.

[Mmm, hot chocolate. Taking a long swallow.]

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[originaljackass]

[It's soda! Not beer! He does remember Cloud, vaguely enough. Scrawny kid, had hair like a chicken's ass. Didn't seem the friendly type. Probably suffering a lot of anger over his looks.]

Yeah, I've seen him. So what's to be sad about? We're all just ticking clocks until we all get our asses back home.

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[gardenerofgaia]

[Ticking clocks. Dead chick does not appreciate that kind of phrasing.]

I know that! I know... everyone's going home some day.

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[originaljackass]

[And yet she's still upset. He may act it, but Jack isn't completely stupid. So after another sip, he puts it together.]

Different destinations?

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[gardenerofgaia]

[She looks stung--he's right--but she's also bothered by the questioning.] Can't I just miss him? No one knows when we'll see each other again.

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[originaljackass]

Hey, hey. Never said you couldn't. All I was doing was asking. I just figured you were from different worlds.

[He turns around in his seat so he can lean against the counter.]

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[gardenerofgaia]

[Well now she feels bad for snapping at him, looking down at the counter.] Sorry. It's not that... We're both from Gaia.

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[originaljackass]

[Which means... one of them is dead. Well, he's not particularly concerned about which is which.]

I've lost a lot of people before. You think it gets easier. But then sometimes... [Even a nearly soulless bastard like Jack has been hit hard by a recent loss. And for a mundy, no less.] Well, shit luck all around, ain't it?

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[gardenerofgaia]

[It could just mean a girl's upset to be separated from a friend for possible months/years on end. But oh is Aerith relieved that they're no longer talking about the circumstances.]

Yeah. But... we got to meet those people, at least.

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[originaljackass]

[When you've lived for hundreds of years, you tend to not think of being stuck in a place like this for three years as a long time, even if the whole thing is annoying.]

Right. The consolation prize for the bad endings.

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[gardenerofgaia]

That's not what I mean at all.

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[originaljackass]

A wise person once told me - you take the good, you take the bad, you take them all and there you have, the facts of life.

[Why yes, he can throws cheesy TV show theme songs and throw them at you. That's your prize from not being from the mundy world.]

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[gardenerofgaia]

[...Aerith leans over to make sure that it's really soda in his cup because that doesn't entirely sound like how "a wise person" would phrase it--especially when it comes off like it belongs in a song with that rhythm.]

Well, I'm going to take my bad with chocolate. It's sweeter that way, you know. [And she is going to make sure not to stare at her mug anymore, trying instead for just casual sipping.]