[When the feed comes on, it's with some rattled bouncing on the ground, followed by an exasperated sigh from Squall.]
Cut it out. It's not food. [He lifts the Mognet up and the next thing you'll see is a bright yellow chocobo's face.] It's a communication device. See.
[There's a moment of silence, and then... WAAAARK! The chocobo starts trying to
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[She couldn't help find the scene pretty cute. Walking up to the two with a flower basket hanging on her arm, she gives the chocobo an amuse smile while hesistantly raising her hand, hoping the chocobo wouldn't mind getting petted.]
Right, Mr. Chocobo?
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[The chocobo seems to enjoy the attention, rather. It 'kweh!'s joyfully and nudges its beak against Aerith's arm.]
I'd be careful. He might try to eat your flowers... Thinks he's a garbage disposal or something. [The various peck marks on his Mognet are proof.]
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Hee hee...he really likes to eat, doesn't he?
[Turning her attention to the guy next to her, she gave him a playful smile.]
Don't worry. If he tries to eat any of my flowers, then you'll be the one to cover the bill. Right?
[She's only teasing, of course.]
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[He crosses his arms, catching the playfulness. But with honesty, he answers:] I would, yeah. Everyone's got to make a living.
[Meanwhile, the chocobo does take an interest in her flowers, but doesn't move to munch on any of them. He's hoping for a gysahl green or two.]
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You're right. But even so, we're lucky the hotel tenants aren't forcing us to pay any rent. If we were back home, then it would be a little different.
[She smiles a bit.]
By the way, my name is Aerith. What's yours?
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