( closed / in progress )
Who: onegil, forever-last, & couldnotfly
When: When the flowers start to fall.
Where: Outside of the city.
Rating: PG-13 to... R? For fights, blood, death, etc.
Summary: An innocent search outside the city walls ends in tragedy - is it all set in stone?
...tell them I'm sorry.
Aerith opened her eyes, the NOC held between her hands as she glanced out of her window to the strangest weather she had ever seen. The streets were bright, colored by the different assortment of flowers decorating its every corners - and offering the opportunity she needed. It was dangerous, she knew that, and she would never hear the end of it but she had to leave now while she had the chance. Green eyes dropped to the NOC again and her fingers slid over the keys...
To Vincent:
Meet me at the gate, okay?
She smiled softly down at the communicator and set it down on the floor. She wouldn't bring it, it would be a distraction what with the messages she would get once the others realized she was missing. It pained her to leave without a word, but if she told them they would only convince her to stay. Especially Cloud. As she started to leave the building she left a lingering gaze toward Tifa's door. They had all gone through so much already... "I'll be back," she whispered to the empty space before leaving LongThorn behind and heading for the nearest gate to the city's exit.
It was there that she stood, flowers falling into her hair and the ground around her feet as she let her gaze wander for the gunman. Admittedly, she was a little anxious to leave. Her hand tightened around the Aurora Rod held at her side, nervous about what waited for them outside and afraid that somebody would see them.
But this was her final decision, she had to do this. And what better time than when flowers were raining from the sky?
When: When the flowers start to fall.
Where: Outside of the city.
Rating: PG-13 to... R? For fights, blood, death, etc.
Summary: An innocent search outside the city walls ends in tragedy - is it all set in stone?
...tell them I'm sorry.
Aerith opened her eyes, the NOC held between her hands as she glanced out of her window to the strangest weather she had ever seen. The streets were bright, colored by the different assortment of flowers decorating its every corners - and offering the opportunity she needed. It was dangerous, she knew that, and she would never hear the end of it but she had to leave now while she had the chance. Green eyes dropped to the NOC again and her fingers slid over the keys...
To Vincent:
Meet me at the gate, okay?
She smiled softly down at the communicator and set it down on the floor. She wouldn't bring it, it would be a distraction what with the messages she would get once the others realized she was missing. It pained her to leave without a word, but if she told them they would only convince her to stay. Especially Cloud. As she started to leave the building she left a lingering gaze toward Tifa's door. They had all gone through so much already... "I'll be back," she whispered to the empty space before leaving LongThorn behind and heading for the nearest gate to the city's exit.
It was there that she stood, flowers falling into her hair and the ground around her feet as she let her gaze wander for the gunman. Admittedly, she was a little anxious to leave. Her hand tightened around the Aurora Rod held at her side, nervous about what waited for them outside and afraid that somebody would see them.
But this was her final decision, she had to do this. And what better time than when flowers were raining from the sky?