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Date: 2024-03-09 02:38 am (UTC)
everblooms: (it chews me up)
From: [personal profile] everblooms
[ Following the explosion, there isn't much to do. They should go inspect the damage, Aerith reasons, but the explosions already done— plus, there's someone pissing her off on the network. ]

Hey Cloud? What do you want to do tonight?

Date: 2024-03-12 10:05 pm (UTC)
everblooms: (but believe)
From: [personal profile] everblooms
Oh. [ there is no indication that this is a disappointment, but there is surprise splashing across aerith's soft features. kind of seemed like the party's over where ragna is but... ] If you go, I'll go.

[ it's just... hm. ] I was talking to this guy online. And he said this is probably our last night before everything goes belly up. So I was wondering, what's something you'd want to do in that case?

Date: 2024-04-06 09:25 pm (UTC)
everblooms: (on stalks of clover)
From: [personal profile] everblooms
[ It is an awkward and limp reply. Nearly turgid in it's delivery, but Aerith smiles at him blithely, looking down for a moment before her gaze saccades back to him and then away again, in thought. What does she want to do? Hard to say; they've been alone before, but this feels unprecedented. After a moment of thinking, she shakes her head. ]

It's alright. I think we should go check on the guy who blew up that building.

[ Without missing a beat, she continues: ] You know, something tells me we're about to uncover a lot more than we bargained for. Weird, huh? There must be something we're missing now, but I feel like I understand why he did it for the most part. Thing is, ...actions have consequences.

[ Seventh Heaven burned to the ground. Maybe it didn't, in reality, but it sits broken and abandoned now, memories of a home spilling out of it like blood gushing from a mortal wound. She doesn't want to see things progress to that point again. ]

We know that.

Date: 2024-04-08 12:13 am (UTC)
everblooms: (i'm on fire)
From: [personal profile] everblooms
[ The flicker of change in Cloud's expression captures Aerith's attention as easily as a bowl of food enraptures a dog. His hand on her shoulder, the way he faces her head on; for a moment, she's reminded of why she likes Cloud himself so much, and sees the man before her entirely as his own person. Surprise filters into her features, only to quickly melt away under the sway of his words, terse but kind despite the shortness.

She smiles. ]
Well... how about a quick night on the town? We'll swing by ground zero and get a better layout of the place then, right?

[ It's still trying to work in work, but... ]

If it's with you, Cloud, I'll do anything.

[ If there's a teasing glimmer in her eyes when she says it, she certainly does mean it, but won't acknowledge it. ]

Date: 2024-04-11 11:19 pm (UTC)
everblooms: (i'd just as soon let you go)
From: [personal profile] everblooms
Oooh. [ Already, she's taking off to the door, arm outstretched as she reaches for the handle. A grin is splitting her face, wide and energetic, as she listens to him speak. It isn't that Aerith isn't listening to Cloud, but rather than she has a tease to wiggle into their conversation. ] A date, is it?

[ With that delivered, she can listen more clearly. The door swings open, now, and she twists to look at him with a smile. ] Think I might even know a place to get a decent aerial view now, too. So, you up for a little nighttime climb?

Date: 2024-04-22 08:44 pm (UTC)
everblooms: (lived a life without care)
From: [personal profile] everblooms
[ His joke lands on her shoulders with a puff of annoyance, though it has no weight to it. He sure did leave her hanging for a bit at that time, hadn't he? She's repaid him twice over for the little tease, but she still can think of a way to thank him.

It's beyond the inn, the way she leads him, past the shadow of the building. They leave it in their wake as it falls tall and ominous along the cobblestones, broken and refitted throughout their long lives. Aerith takes him past the hubbub of the explosion, where a dull sense of urgency is flourishing still. It's odd, she thinks, how easily these things happen. She thinks of the plate falling, all the destruction weaving itself into the land like a parasite infecting a dying body. The fight for survival always dragged on.

It isn't until Aerith leads him beyond the city, into rolling hills and to the base of an old tree that she can speak without the memory of saving Marlene breathing down her neck, pulsing in her blood. ]


I'm starting to think, [ she says, softly, palm flat against the rough bark of the tree. The lingering embers of a fire burns in the center of the city, half-dead but half-alive, too. The tiny particles it spits glow red-orange, floating up into the open sky: A sight she has never beheld before now. ] Things are actually really dire here. Aren't they?

Date: 2024-04-27 08:14 pm (UTC)
everblooms: (if i told you how much i think about her)
From: [personal profile] everblooms
Know what, Cloud? I think you're right. They should give us a brochure to catch us up to speed!

[ Looks like they'll have to hit the ground running again, busting their asses to find the truth wedged into some kind of hole they'd have never found on their own. It's the same old story for a pair on the run, in the end. Aerith looks up at him, turning her head gently. The long brown braid of her hair slips over her shoulder as she squats onto the ground, knees hugged to her chest. A beat of silence punctures their conversation for a moment, lets the air out and there's a moment where she wonders if this is really all she's brought him out here for: To talk about the political landscape of a world they're stranded in. ]

The crime part... I don't know. I get this feeling... we're only at the first chapter. [ Slowly, her green gazes drifts down. It roves over to the flames dying down in the distance. ]

Mine said... "Abandonment."

un: piscesblack, mid june

Date: 2024-06-30 04:08 am (UTC)
bonobos: (Got screens on the dash)
From: [personal profile] bonobos
hey blondie

how r u and the gf


[ he’s asking for a reason, trust him on this. ]

Date: 2024-06-30 04:59 am (UTC)
bonobos: (pic#17055083)
From: [personal profile] bonobos
[ you got that right, buddy! expressing concern openly is not his thing. ]

idk much abt ur world but u kno when all of that memory bs happened

she told me sum things that stuck w me

like abt her responsibility 2 the world or w/e

tell me fr: does she do stupid shit a lot?

Date: 2024-06-30 02:45 pm (UTC)
bonobos: (He's the first member of the D.K. crew!)
From: [personal profile] bonobos
[ somehow, it’s pricking at him beneath the surface — there’s a moment where he hesitated to disclose what she said, if only because he knows well that he’s never told his girlfriends a single thing about himself. aerith isn’t anything like him but… still. ]

her mom and her childhood

i told her abt mine first. equivalent exchange or whatever they call it. that alternate reality had us messed up

and she mentioned it. the cetra thing.

ppl will do anything to save the things they care about. whether it’s themself or their species.

action; way post-gnosia event

Date: 2024-08-01 09:26 pm (UTC)
depressionnap: (my eyes like open doors?)
From: [personal profile] depressionnap
[Even before scalpels, bullets, and needles pierced Vincent's flesh, he doesn't think he'd ever been very good at this. Maybe that's why he failed to reach out to Lucrecia proper, to prevent her from following through with the Jenova Project; never the right words, the right empathy, the right anything. Despite his age, he has no words of wisdom to share, not really.

Still, he can't help but feel he should have done more. Here, the Temple of the Ancients, something. Things Cloud does not yet know.

He stands outside of Cloud's door, hesitating, staring right at it. No hand is drawn up to even knock, Vincent is simply just looking at the door, trying to consider what he would even say. "Sorry that happened" is hardly helpful. "Sorry I wasn't there" means nothing. Apologies in general won't help.

This is a mistake, probably.

Vincent closes his eyes, then turns his head away. He should just leave. Everyone is in one piece now, that will have to be enough.]

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