❀ midgar blossoms

[auncyenhalig]

This night for dreamers starts in blackness. Without form or shape, it may seem as though one is everywhere and nowhere at once. There are whispers rising from the dark from many voices, strange voices, more feelings than words. They speak of birth, life, and the inevitable death. They speak of something between death and birth, as well. Some

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[guiltapalooza]

Willow smiles when she's addressed. "I'd love to. Actually, could I have six? My girlfriend likes the color yellow," she says, brightening visibly even just by thinking of Tara. "Well, I think she likes all the colors, really, but her hair is blonde and-- and yellow makes me think of her.

"Sorry. Six flowers, less lovelorn rambling."

[auncyenhalig]

"I don't mind. It might take a while to pick out six nice enough for her, you can go on and ramble." Her smile gets broader momentarily when she says that -- it won't take her so long, of course, but she has always been a little interested in why the flowers are being bought.

[guiltapalooza]

Her smile turns self-conscious, but Willow doesn't let that stop her and dutifully leans in to pick out the flowers. "Sorta out of ramble now," she says apologetically. "I'm not that sappy. Usually. I just, saw them and thought of her, you know?"

[auncyenhalig]

"I do," Aerith says, nodding, holding the basket out for Willow to easily inspect. "It's easy to remember people in all kinds of ways. Flowers are one of the nicer ways, I think."

[guiltapalooza]

"And I only want nice ways for her," she answers with a sense of pride. Half dozen flowers in hand now, she takes a step back to give Aerith her personal space and digs into her pocket to come up with gil. "Here you go! Do you grow these yourself? They're beautiful."

Willow might not ordinarily be so appreciate of a simple flower, but in surroundings like this, the contrast is stark.

[auncyenhalig]

"That's right. People will tell you you can't grow flowers in Midgar, but that's not one-hundred-percent true," Aerith says, looking pleased. To anyone who knows her long, it's no surprise that the young woman is both proud and protective of the flowers she grows.

[guiltapalooza]

Willow smiles openly, happy as always to brighten someone's day even a little. "Just takes some persistence and gardenly love, huh? I'm Willow, by the way. If I'm going to distract you from working I might as well introduce myself."

[auncyenhalig]

"You know the nice thing about working for yourself? You pick your own schedule." She's welcomes chatter on the job. Not to mention Willow seems nice. "It's good to meet you, Willow. I'm Aerith. I garden ... but it's the soil and flowers that do all the hard work. The church protects them. Me? I watch over it all."

[guiltapalooza]

"Don't be so modest," she chides mildly, smile widening at Aerith not taking the conversational out she'd provided. "Watching is an important role. Some things just wither right up if they aren't watched properly."

Some things being people, but she doesn't say that right out.

[auncyenhalig]

"Have you gardened too?" Aerith says; it's an assumption based on Willow's response, since she doesn't know there are any people involved. "Come to think of it, you don't seem like you're from around here."

[guiltapalooza]

Caught up in the dream as she is, this causes a slight crease to appear in her forehead as she thinks. "I don't think I am. I mean, I'm sure I'm not. I'm from Sunnydale.

"Where I do not do a lot of gardening, or any, really," she goes on. "But I use a lot of herbs, and I like to walk by and go ooohh at pretty gardens."

[auncyenhalig]

A teasing "you sure?" pops in while Willow is responding, with Aerith both amused by the answer and puzzling it out, but she nods at the mention of seeing the gardens. "If it's called Sunnydale, it must have a lot," she says. "I'd love to see a place like that..."

[guiltapalooza]

"It's nothing like this," she agrees. "And I guess I am sure. It was just-- fuzzy for a moment." Willow looks perplexed, but doesn't think on it too hard. It's hard to get concerned, for some reason.

"Anyway, Sunnydale's a small town. Only thing above three stories there is the town hall."

[auncyenhalig]

"Are you tired? I've heard Midgar can be overwhelming when you're not used to all the people." Which she's assuming Willow isn't if she's from a small town. Gaia's towns don't have crammed high school halls or anything like that.

"The Shinra tower is seventy stories tall, and that's starting from the top of the plate. Looking out the windows -- can you imagine?" She smiles, looking up rather than at Willow. She's done more than imagine on the sixty-seventh floor. "I'd feel bad for anyone with a fear of heights."