[Aerith's standing in the church, staring at her hands. The lilies growing in the flowerbed seem to be spilling over, and water's flowing from around the flowerbed itself. That water will heal anything that steps in it. Aerith's a little overwhelmed by the amount of noise she's hearing. After spending months without a sound in her head, and even ( Read more... )

[She didn't need to feel the Lifestream to know when Vergil had gone. Dante was loud enough on his own, it didn't exactly take a rocket scientist. No one had touched the twins' room since they left, so she was in tidying things up and sorting out Vergil's notes.]

So many books...Vergil, you didn't even get the time to pack them, did you? [She ( Read more... )

[Aerith's sorting through what's left of her room, for while the fight hadn't lasted long, there was a lot of damage. Almost all of her furniture is in pieces, and there's splintered wood everywhere. She's tied her hair back in a brightly colored bandanna to keep the dust out of it, and she's crouched by what's left of her dresser.]

Please...just ( Read more... )

[Aerith startles awake, her heart pounding as she tries not to scream.

She can't feel it. The Planet, the people nearby, nothing. Gone. Completely and utterly stripped, she can't even feel the pulse of Holy, and she's trying not to hyperventilate.]

Vergil? Vergil? No, this...this isn't the house. Where am I? [She looks around, the hand on the ( Read more... )

[Aerith's sitting in the cathedral, kneeling in front of the flowers. She's rubbing her hands together as if trying to warm them while she seems to speak to the flowers.]One month. An entire month, nothing. Not a face, not a name, and I was never the wiser. The marks are gone now, but why did I get them in the first place? Was it a punishment for ( Read more... )

[Aerith has finally escaped the mirror, but looks a little dazed. Something in that place didn't agree with her.]

That was an experience I'd rather not go through again, I think. Neville, George, are you two all right?

Vergil, are you still locked up in your room? I don't have to come up there and get you, do I?

((ooc: Recap! After seeing the ( Read more... )

[The transformation is now complete, her costume is a gown of gossamer, and her hair has live flowers woven into it, her crown of autumn leaves is crisp. She's had to leave the house, as the feel of cold iron in the metals was making her feel caged. Perched in the higher branches of a tree, her wings and antennae twitch as she senses the wind.]Such ( Read more... )

[Aerith is in her new clothes, though at the moment it looks like a cheap Halloween costume shop outfit, with an overabundance of glitter coating her skin and iridescent cellophane wings. There's a wreath of fake autumn leaves perched on her head like a crown, and because of this ensemble Aerith is finding it difficult to move around in the kitchen ( Read more... )

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[Aerith stands at the river, kneeling to place two small wreaths of flowers in the water. One is made of water lily blossoms and the other a blaze of fiery wildflowers, both brilliant in the afternoon sunlight. She gently pushes them into the current to be carried downstream, standing so she can watch them go. Her words are soft, spoken more to the ( Read more... )