Who: Aerith Gainsborough, Zack Fair, Lapis WEAPON
Status: Closed
When: 06:00am
Where: Aerith’s Church.
What: Lapis WEAPON is born within the church before Aerith and Zack find themselves waking up in the company of the newly created WEAPON.
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The first hint of light filtered through )
Whatever the answers to those questions, no voice in his head seemed prepared enough to speak up. Maybe it was fear, or maybe he really just didn't want to know, but either way the subject remained, pressing down upon him.
"Sure," he replied, sitting up, away from the only moderately comfortable slab of debris and offering her his hands. They were depressingly wrinkled, and Zack only barely recognized them as his own... But they most certainly were his, all the same. Distantly, he made a mental note to find a mirror before long. Maybe if he had a good look at himself, this reality would reassert itself in full.
"So, what do you think..." He shrugged a shoulder, nodding his head toward the church's heavy doors, hanging ajar. "What do you think it's like out there? Do you think they really made a mark?"
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"I think so." Aerith glanced over at the doors as if she expected someone to walk through them. "The world is better than it was. It's changed a lot since we were around." Without ShinRa looming over the people, things could only improve. AVALANCHE had made the world a better place with their efforts. "I won't be upset if this is a chance to experience the world they've helped create."
But of course, things couldn't be that simple.
"We had to have been brought back for a reason," Aerith continued, "But I'm... not afraid, you know? It's not often that people have second chances like this." She believed that they would be able to handle whatever was going to come their way. "No rest for the weary, hmm?"
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"Oh yeah? Can you--I mean, is that somethin you just feel?" he asked out of curiosity, looking over at Aerith again. Of course he knew that she was a lot closer to the planet, and really to everything, than someone like him, but it had always seemed impolite to ask just how much she was aware of. Perhaps now, though, there were more important things than being a little bit rude.
Nodding once more, absently, Zack turned his gaze to their unhealthily pale hands, pressing his over hers in an attempt to warm them, to regain some proper sense of touch. "We were sent back here for something, and I think we both know it's got a lot to do with all of those bad feelings you've been having. Don't be afraid of anything, though. We're here for a reason, and that means we've got to stick it out until the end.
"No rest at all."
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"Kind of," she smiled a bit sheepishly. "But... this is just something I believe. Th Planet has nothing to do with it." She didn't mind him asking, even if her ties to the Planet were nothing but a frustration now. However, she did have her own intuition, separate from everything else--and she simply felt that Cloud and the others had bettered the world. It would be a different experience.
At Zack's words, she smiled appreciatively, flexing her fingers once again, feeling a little warmth in them. It was a good sign, even though their revival may not have been.
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