[ There's a fib of a Feather under the shade of the barracks after noon; she's got the sundress on, but Aerith is undoubtedly not new. She knows where she is, and after she gets past the jolt of terror that strikes when that last painful blow is remembered, she knows why she is there. She's plenty upset, and she's also angry and tense as she ( Read more... )

[One of the settings randomly appearing in Luceti's outskirts is a marsh. Lovely swamp and a mucky mix of long grass and water that's probably soaking through whatever footwear you were wearing. There's a very ungainly-seeming chocobo, about 5'10", that is hopping from one claw to the other on a higher and drier piece of land. It seems skittish ( Read more... )

[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 ( Read more... )

[Backdated to Thursday afternoon / Voice / 20% filtered from Claire Farron (good thing she wouldn't know how to hack anyway)]

Say, does anyone know a Claire?

Oh, and Zack? Need to hear from you. I promise I won't laugh at you being ridiculously shorter than me for once~ [So. He might. But just a little, honest!]

[TODAY / Video]

Whoa--whoa! ( Read more... )

[The journal gets opened with a little gasp and...hello, Aerith's dripping water on her journal.

She also appears to be on the bank of one of the forest rivers, treading water. This is the kind of stuff that happens when you drop your journal in the river while being pursued by Teases. You have to go find it after it's been carried downstream.]
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[Aerith's journal falls to the floor with a clatter, but she continues to sleep for a few minutes longer before she starts speaking. It's with an adult's voice, but the way she talks sounds rather childish. Also sleepy.]

Mom? I feel funny... Mom...? Oh! [Sounding a bit more awake now, out of surprise, and the sheets rustle as she moves ( Read more... )

[An hour or so after dawn on the 31st and a little before it starts storming, the mun got confused on the weather calendar, the sound of water splashing can be heard over the journals. This little girl woke up to much confusion, but she also woke up outside for the first time that she can remember and amazement has temporarily displaced alarm. ( Read more... )

[Though not too eye-catching, Aerith has been hovering by the flower store all day and fussing over supervising its self-fixing process, as well as trying to clean up some of the interior herself. Her usual smile is rather scarce today. She's upset about several things, and the store and dead flowers are taking priority. She does make a post, ( Read more... )

One more week, and then it's March! Winter will be over soon, I can hardly wait. It sounds like there's lots of things people want to get done around the village, which should get easier with the snow melting. And it'll be pretty as a picture too.

Oh, yes. Tifa, what kind of flowers do you like? I don't think I've asked you before. Have I?

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[There are tiny droplets of moisture randomly appearing and slowly disappearing from the journal page during this entry.]

Hmm, this is nice. I've been twenty-two too too too long.

Cloud~do I still get a clown?

[So of course, since it is her 23rd birthday and she is a mature adult, Aerith is out in the newly fallen snow by building 7, making snow ( Read more... )