confessions and collywobbles - Traverse Town 2nd District [ OPEN TO CLOUDIA ]
After her abrupt and brief meeting with the red-coated stranger's more refined, twin brother, Aerith had retreated briefly into the hotel to fetch her coat as she was in dire need of a nice walk. A breath of fresh hair had been nice, but she was quick to find herself in need of another kind of peace and quiet, the kind that wasn't entirely quiet at all.
With her staff in hand, the young woman trotted down the stairs just outside of the hotel where the Heart could be found, sleeping behind a fountain that never seemed to be working. It was a quiet, somewhat eerie place for most people, and Aerith could recall Yuffie wondering aloud why she found such a spooky place peaceful. The flower girl had only smiled back then, telling her companions that perhaps she was just strange, not actually revealing just how strange "strange" was.
The Heart was quiet today, it's voice buzzing softly in the same quiet yet restless hum that it had adopted since Sora had visited not long ago. The Heartless still thrived here, yet it wasn't as tormented as it had been. Simply... worried? Aerith sighed, wondering if it would ever be more clear to her as she took a seat on the edge of the fountain and rested her staff at her feet.
Scarcely a minute had passed when the woman felt the urgency of the feeling increase, panic briefly striking her as the feeling faded into a more vague haze of nausea and light-headedness. What... had that...? Aerith face, trying to catch her breath as she clutched a hand to her chest. The feeling lingered, but the surge vanished almost as quickly as it had arrived.
With her staff in hand, the young woman trotted down the stairs just outside of the hotel where the Heart could be found, sleeping behind a fountain that never seemed to be working. It was a quiet, somewhat eerie place for most people, and Aerith could recall Yuffie wondering aloud why she found such a spooky place peaceful. The flower girl had only smiled back then, telling her companions that perhaps she was just strange, not actually revealing just how strange "strange" was.
The Heart was quiet today, it's voice buzzing softly in the same quiet yet restless hum that it had adopted since Sora had visited not long ago. The Heartless still thrived here, yet it wasn't as tormented as it had been. Simply... worried? Aerith sighed, wondering if it would ever be more clear to her as she took a seat on the edge of the fountain and rested her staff at her feet.
Scarcely a minute had passed when the woman felt the urgency of the feeling increase, panic briefly striking her as the feeling faded into a more vague haze of nausea and light-headedness. What... had that...? Aerith face, trying to catch her breath as she clutched a hand to her chest. The feeling lingered, but the surge vanished almost as quickly as it had arrived.