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Aerith Gainsborough ([personal profile] gardeningaia) wrote2010-12-09 09:24 pm

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[It's rather late in the evening to be out in the snow, but so Aerith is. Behind ch. 4, out in the forest, she's cleared the fresh-fallen snow from a small patch of earth and is now kneeling down in it, talking to Faeren.]

Wasn't it strange back then? Everyone changed so suddenly! ...Were you...a little nervous? Hm... But...people seem to be treating the forest and plants all right. Better than they do back home.

...Did I talk to you last time? No, you don't need to tell me. I'm sure I did. You don't have a voice, but still, it's less quiet when I'm talking to you.

[...and so on. In general, Aerith is just naturally chatty with spirits anyway. She'll be doing this spirit-talking for a while into the early night, roaming around the perimeter of the village to see if she can get in touch with Nala... The cold and still-falling snowflakes don't seem to deter her. This is more important.]

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[identity profile] herobydefault.livejournal.com 2010-12-29 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Cloud snorts and pushes himself up on an elbow, grinning.]

I told you.

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[identity profile] gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com 2010-12-29 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hold on, spitting that snow out and looking like a cross between "what the cat dragged in" and the sour half-drowned cat itself, with the snow weighing down her hair. ... Her sourness probably just looks more hilarious than anything that can be taken seriously right now.]
Edited 2010-12-29 15:32 (UTC)

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[identity profile] gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com 2010-12-29 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[--and then she shivers because oh gosh snow in her mouth snow in her hair SNOW ALL OVER HER]

Cold, cold, cold! Too cold! [Taking off toward the building for some rewarming. Cloud is free to follow if he'd like. :|b]

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[identity profile] herobydefault.livejournal.com 2011-01-01 01:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Cloud is just going to laugh at her for a bit before finally getting up, shaking the snow off of his shirt as he follows her.]

I warned you.