"Come on Aerith, you're the only one that hasn't boarded!" Tifa Lockhart is smiling widely at Aerith Gainsborough, who is too busy gawking at the sheer size of the . Her green eyes are almost childishly huge in her pretty face, her mouth gaping open.
"I-It's so big up close! " She exclaims.( The Highwind looks like this ;
http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii21/Cloud7777777/28368711011.jpg)
Cid snorts from the deck. "C'mon Missy, get yer ass in here already. We ain't got all day!"
Cloud sighs from his place against the wall. "Aerith, I thought you wanted to get on the airship..not stare at it."
(Cid you sure you know how to pilot this? Vincent asks from somewhere on the ship, really they never know where he is until he decides to pop up!)
"Shut yer hole I know how to pilot this @#$! ship! It's my #(@#)$* baby!" Cid snarled. )
"Come on Aerith!" Yuffie trills.
"Yeah, come on, jes' get up on dis floatin' thing...." Barret thunders.
"You all are hurting my ears. My very delicate ears." Red XII (Aerith insisted on calling him Nanaki) complains.
Tifa only reaches to grab her friend's hand.
"Come on. Everyone is waiting."
Eyes sparkling, the flower-seller ran up the ramp. The whirring of the engine sounded once, briefly sputtering before it roared to life. Mouth open, Aerith leaned over the railing as she watched the propellor begin to support itself. Her ringlets swaying in her face, the girl let out a startled cry as they were suddenly airborne, flying high, high above the clouds.
With one wide smile, Aerith closed her eyes and enjoyed her long-time wish.)
-a sleepy sound escapes, as she lies on her back, hair loose around her face-
The sky...looked so blue.