[Aerith is out in the garden, clearly taking advantage of the last few warm days before fall and winter start hitting more full force. That's the problem with not living under a plate, she thinks. You have to deal with seasons. Not that she minds too much - she's loved all of the seasons she's seen so far, although she doesn't like not being able
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Where are you in the gardens? I'll come find you. It really is too big of a job for one person.
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Gaia is ... not like anywhere else, that's for sure.
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I'm sure it's nothing like Spira. None of the other worlds I've heard about it anything like it.
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I can't wait to hear all about it!
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[Yuna spoke into the communicator, before taking his wrist away from her face, smiling as she felt the sun shine down on her the moment she opened the front door. Stepping out on to the concrete, bi-colored eyes searched the expanse of gardens for a moment before setting off, blue boots crunching over the grass as she went, eyes peeling for a big... pink things among the flowers.]
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