[One Aerith Gainsborough is making her way through the village, her white arrival dress sticking to her uncomfortably, and looking rather put-out. The journal she has is held tightly to her chest, though every now and then she'll peer down at it. She seems to be looking for something, and will occasionally peep in someone's house window.]
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Aerith, get inside--
[Stops. Pink wings. Not brown. And that's the sundress new arrivals wear.]
...Aerith?
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He was here. Someone she knew. She heads toward him, keeping her arms wrapped tightly around her chest.]
Hello to you, too!
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Hey. [...Might as well ask, this might sound weird.] Where'd you come from?
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Radiant Garden. Why would you ask?
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It sounds strange. Come inside and then I'll explain. Door's over there. [Pointing to the main entrance. Of course, Aerith is free to clamber through the window if she wants, but Cloud does not think that would be a great idea with how she's dressed. :|b]
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...She needs to dry off. Have a question called out while he's getting a towel.] How much do you know about this world?
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Other than the fact we get wings upon our arrival? Nothing. What world is this, anyway? [And why am I here? Is Leon here? What about the rest of the HBRC? Was Radiant Garden destroyed again? But she refrains from asking anything else, unwilling to bombard him.]
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Cloud. How--Why are we here? [She's obviously concerned.]
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As far as I know, no one really knows "why" we're brought to the world. Even the "how" is vague. [He shuts his eyes briefly, then looks directly at Aerith. Very levelly:] We're trapped inside an enclosure. Somewhere outside the barrier is a group of people who have also been brought here, and they're running experiments on people like us.
[Just...clearing the brunt of the bad news out of the way right now.]
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I didn't quite expect that. [She sighs.] Anyone else we know here?
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Some of Organization XIII, but they haven't been a threat yet. Sora's here, too, and some of his friends.
There's also...something strange. [...and this coming from the guy who once wore a claw as fashion statement. :|b]
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She leans in close to him.]
Go on.
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How is that--You're not joking, are you? [Now that she thinks about it, that's kind of cool.] Are they just like us?
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