( Private//easily hackable )

[Aerith is slightly horrified to find so many children running around that look like younger versions of people that she's seen around town]

Does anyone know what's going on, and please tell me someone's taken to looking after the children. Somehow I have a feeling that the adults left over aren't the most paternal types...

The heat is killing the flowers so quickly, I can't work on anything here at the new place. Not very well at least. [sighs, sets aside a garland wreath she was trying to weave] I'll probably have to do all of this at work where they can get refrigerated ( Read more... )

Where am I? I don't think I know this place...

Zack, we need to talk. Although at this point I don't know if it will do either of us any good, as it seems like we've only been hurting each other since the day I arrived ( Read more... )

[Aerith couldn't sleep, so she's sitting in the living room of her apartment, curled up on the couch. The coffee table is buried beneath sprays of flowers, and the couch is surrounded by buckets full of more blossoms. She's humming softly, watching her work as she's weaving a garland of bronze chrysanthemums into a small wreath. There's a few other ( Read more... )

[The cathedral's flowers are flourishing, but Aerith can't seem to find any consolation in that. She's upset, but can't seem to figure out the why, aside from her conversation with Vincent. She's running away and hiding again, and it's unlike her, and she knows it.]

I don't seem to be doing much good at all lately, have I?

[She sighs, sitting at ( Read more... )

I don't think I've ever seen rain stop so abruptly.

Thank you for walking me home yesterday, Reno. Please try not to get in trouble?

[Has been busy making sure the younger Aerith has clean clothes and warm food to eat, and has managed to get a job despite the weather. Doesn't want to walk in the rain, so she warps from Kadaj's apartment to Reno's house, heading straight for his room with a small package tucked neatly under her arm. She knocks on his door]

Reno? I brought you

[Sitting on her bed, she rests her head against the window, watching the pouring rain. She worried a little about the flowers she'd planted, but that was just a mild distraction from what's really bothering her.]

It's strange, I didn't feel so lonely with the voices, but now that they're gone...

[She sighs, touching the windowpanes and seeing how ( Read more... )