Let's see...I guess they do reports too.

Oh Tse~eng, fearless leader! Observations indicate an experiment has been in progress since at least Monday morning. Signs are--oh, reports should be confidential, shouldn't they?--well, I don't think there's any too private about this. And filters take too long anyway. Anyway, it looks like everyone ( Read more... )

[ETA: OKAY PRETEND SHE LOCKED THIS FROM ZACK SHORTLY AFTER POSTING IT. ...I mean not that it isn't hackable as hell because it's Aerith, but.]

Ahh, it's so dreary today. I've really gotten used to having lots of sunlight. Cloudy skies mean we're getting more snow...sooo, I should get important things done now. Let's see, I'll start getting ( Read more... )

Whoever sent the letter, they talk about the Organization like they're not part of it. I wonder if the Malnosso would mind us leaving? After all, none of us are supposed to be here, and their goal is supposed to be travel between worlds. They might learn something from seeing us leave ( Read more... )

I'd like to ask about the barri [After some hesitation and a small "hmm", this gets crossed out.]

( Musing about the flower shop goes here. )

[Luceti, I hope you're ready to wake up to lots of barking today. Lots and lots of barking. And it is loud, because as much as Aerith likes feeding the white wolf scraps, she was not ready for being the wolf. Ammy's snout noses the journal constantly in worry, poking the book around ( Read more... )

[Aerith is in House 50, cooking breakfast: pancakes and sausage. It doesn't matter that it's evening; she's only just woken up from a rather deep post-battle sleep. Casting spells repetitively tends to wear a mind out. She's made extra in case Tifa and Zack are hungry too, although if Zack intends to go whole hog on food he better get his butt ( Read more... )

( [Filtered to Cloud - Effectively Private - 80%] )

♫ Happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday dear Cloud...ie,
Happy birthday to you. ♪

So far it looks like your choices are hugs, pinches, or "birthday bumps". Since you're getting a quarter-hundred of them, you'd better choose carefully~!

[In her room, wrappin' presents.]

[A sigh as she pushes back her hair.]

This heat wave will end soon, hopefully...the flowers aren't enjoying it one bit! Back home and in the flower shop, they're starting to wilt a little.  And speaking of drooping flowers...[Zack's been moping a lot.  D|]

...Clooouuud? I haven't heard you, either. Tifa, he's staying with you, right? And Denzel ( Read more... )

[There's small sketch in the bottom left of the journal page; first the bed of flowers from the church of sector five, but then she starts drawing more on top of it, erasing some flowers as she doodles a SOLDIER lying on top of them. Or maybe not a SOLDIER, but an ex-SOLDIER; or maybe someone who was never actually one at all ( Read more... )