ɢ ᴜ ᴀ ʀ ᴅ ɪ ᴀ ɴ.

[cetrasguard]

ooc; Sorry for my absence irl has been keeping me busy and I haven’t had much time to write as much as I would like to! I’m sending in a semi hiatus so I’ll continue to be a slow bean but I will get to all replies and starters I owe! Just at a continued snail pace. c:

[cetrasguard]

atonings:

—✕ █ ▌Loghain’s fingers FIDDLE with the rim of the petals, almost as if he’s too afraid to touch the delicate flower. A SOFTENED smile and distant too at the thought of having to use such a thing to combat dragons.

❝Sector oo3 …❞ He whispers in a LOW voice, dwelling upon the disaster that strikes that place. There’s terrible men and women there, too, but the scientists assign people who would prefer to be someplace BRIGHTER to that sector — it would make their brief stay in the ghetto easier if they woke up to flowers. ❝Yes, there’s so much gloom and sadness there —- ❞ Sector oo2, however; there’s probably about a handful of flowers from the THOUSANDS of worlds represented here that could survive in that place.

❝He LOVES flowers; always helps me with my garden. His favourites are the blue and purple ones.❞ Hence the BEAUTIFUL colour of the crystal grace.

“I don’t know how much flowers will affect that but we won’t know till we try,” she more than most knew the power such simple things could have. Many here would see it as pointless and a waste of time; that kind of negativity was rampant but she was hardly one to pay attention to what others thought of her.

“He sounds like a real catch,” such a person was a keeper in her books. “I wouldn’t mind seeing your garden, the apartments don’t really have the space for me to have my own” so she’d kind of adopted various patches of earth around sector six. “If you don’t mind,” she adds to not come off as so intrusive. “I’m guessing you probably have the right tools too? I mean I was gonna use my hands but I wouldn’t say no to a trowel.”

[tiiifa]

tifa appreciation week. day three: favorite relationship.

it seemed a new friendship was blooming but as if there was a price to pay, aerith’s life was taken away. - case of tifa.

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fairlegacy:

 Eyes immersed in the endless depths of altered and manufactured mako indulged upon the white paradise thus before them. Thoughts in haste raced two at a time per second; yet his facade, in his pride, refused to be shattered below the burdens’ weight that had commenced its setting down upon all of them. Events transpired behind steps taken forward into a future not so certain, mind plagued with doubt. A generalization that condemned him and summarized his sins down to one: What would be if these endeavors were fruitless? A frown merely for his persona, but the clutch Sephiroth held upon Cloud was one to become over concerned about. Dear friend, the dead man was not blind to the efforts placed for the greater good of all those who accompanied him. Unbeknownst to Zack that thoughts that have taken up his mind doomed him to fall behind, the cold snapped him out of his trance. Fancied the cold, he did not. Though he was not nearing his death bed because of it, he’d not file a complain to any deity if they chose to warm it up a tad. However, intent to be one with the fray dismissed shortly afterwards when notice was taken of a certain cetra who seemed to be in a world of her own just as he were only strides before. There was probably plenty upon her mind, as well, in that he harbored little to no doubt. They have all… been going through quite the rides on this adventure and with so yet another thought arose. Would have things been of a lighter weight now if he had done more back when? Plaguing thought halted him, froze him in place. His mind concluding upon the identity of one man: Sephiroth.

 Nevertheless, allowance taken upon himself to dwell upon the could-have-been of a design failed to be placed upon a canvas could perhaps be done at a later date. Zack, ever righteous under his own right, always found that even if he held his own wants… he always placed himself last. With so he pressed forward, strides taken towards Aeris where he rested a hand upon her shoulder to snap her back into reality and surely through the gaze of her was his deed needed. He held his peace, giving her shoulder a pat with his gloved clad hand before removing it.

 “It’s okay ya’ know?” He commenced with a query. “It’s all been a lot.” A load full for her perhaps. “It’s okay to let things get to ya’ a bit.” Advice perhaps best served warm for him as well, since he was handing it out with hypocrisy. “Yeah, we’re almost there.” Nevertheless a response towards what pent in silver winds. “You’re doing great, Aer.” They all were… what his pride stopped him from doing back when they have done more and beyond that. “C’mon, lets catch up or ya’ gonna get a cold.” Gentle and soft smile graced upon his visage when so was spoken towards her.

She wonders if it really was okay to let things get to her, could she still manage everything if she allowed herself such a luxury? She doesn’t think it’s that easy, and he probably knew that more than most. But she knows he’s only trying to cheer her up, and for that she’s grateful. “Maybe...but what about you huh? Take your own advice sometimes too okay?” Patting his chest before they continued on, but her steps were still somewhat slow as to not catch up to the others so quickly. “I couldn’t have gotten this far without everyone though,” lightly kicking the snow as they walked. Without him and the others she couldn’t have made it out of Midgar, let alone all the way across the world. Sometimes it frustrated her that she’d been so helpless back then, but she wouldn’t change a thing because she’d gotten to meet so many people she now considered close friends.

Thinking on his words some more she reminiscences back to their time in Gongaga when he’d reunited with his own parents. It had been an emotional time for him, and it probably still weighed heavily on his shoulders, however he hadn’t really spoken much about it since. But it does make her think perhaps he could answer some of her questions, as there really was no use in mulling it over and over in her head.

“You’ve never really told me much about your childhood,” there was much neither of them spoke about those few years back, but things were different now. “Your mom and dad seemed really sweet, I bet you were a real rascal as a kid” hoping to one day hear embarrassing stories from them when all was said and done. “What was it like? Do you remember much?” Eyeing him with a keen glance, hands lacing behind her back curiously.

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@pyretail

“There’s better places to nap you know,” leaning over the young woman who’d chosen to snooze on a bench. Her distinct features are what catch her eye to begin with, then she notices she was in fact asleep in public where anyone could snatch her belongings should she have any such valuables on her. As someone who’d grown up in a rough part of a city, she was always more cautious when out alone, especially in places like sector three. “Someone could steal your wallet,” but then she thinks maybe she had nowhere else to go? Although it seemed like everyone was given a place to live here, but she’d seen plenty of homeless people around. “Or you’ll catch a cold, haven’t you got an apartment to go to?”

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@fairlegacy

As the snow falls around them, she seems to come to a realisation and stops walking. The others continue on ahead as she finds herself staring skyward, flakes of frozen water sticking to her eyelashes and cheeks. It wouldn’t be long now until they arrived and she saw it for the first time with her own eyes; her birthplace. For so long she’d wondered and imagined what her home had been like, how those first twenty days had progressed; had they been happy? Part of her hesitates because what if it wasn’t how she’d thought? Did she really want to know what happened? Would it really change anything? All these questions fill her head and she finds herself spacing out until a hand rests on her shoulder to bring her back to the present.

“Hm?” Turning her head she sees Zack beside her, looking at her expectantly. “Sorry I was just thinking,” looking ahead to where the others were. “We’re almost there aren’t we?” She asks, knowing the answer already, but she needed to say something.

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@fiightforme

“You don’t look like you’re really enjoying yourself,” she muses aloud to the girl sitting across from her. Sector three wasn’t exactly the type of place you’d choose to visit, and you’d be even less likely to seek out a bar there. But that’s exactly what she’d done, for her own reasons, but why was this girl here? She didn’t look particularly comfortable nor the sort to want to sit in grimy old bars. Looks were deceiving though. “What’s a girl like you doing here?” She asks, her voice soothing among all the gruff bellows and nasally laughter.

[romantic-reveries]

[cetrasguard]

alyssalakey:

final fantasy moodboard ↳ aerith gainsborough 🌿

“I’ll be going now. I’ll come back when it’s all over.”

[cetrasguard]

dragonaea:

    ❛ you don’t see many flowers anymore. ❜

@cetrasguard // sc. 

“I guess you don’t,” it seems like it was a common thing, not just where she was from. “Whys that huh? Do people not really care for them here?”

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cloudedblades:

That was rather ironic, all things considered. Cloud, remembering things clearly? He supposed he did, at least compared to those few years after the Nibelheim Incident. A lot of that was still foggy; even though he knew what was real, now, he still had bits and pieces of his false memories. 

But Hive City, for better or worse, wasn’t a memory that was going away. Except for that two-year gap.

“Not quite. Those two years I was gone.. I thought it was a two or three weeks. I don’t really remember that time. But now, here I am again. But I didn’t lose any of my old memories.”

He supposed, in most respects, he had settled in here. None of them had a choice, after all. Struggling against it wouldn’t really get them anywhere. he kept his eyes open, just in case; there could very well be some kind of an opening someday, something to exploit against the Scientists and get some of them, at least, home free. Until something like that happened… it was easier to adapt to life here. As much as you could, at least.

“I’ve been… trying, I guess,” Cloud added. Not that it was easy, for the most part. Some people seemed to take to this place almsot naturally, but it’d been a struggle for him, at least at first. “Trying to get used to things. To… move on. How about you?”

“This is all so strange,” not completely unbelievable but still it was rather confounding. If people were able to leave somehow, did they retain their memories from their time here? And if they could return would their memories still be in intact then too? It didn’t make any sense to her. “I haven’t been here long and I know I don’t remember this place...but a lot of things seem familiar you know?” Certain sectors, even certain people she feels like she’s met before but when she searches her memories she can’t find anything. Expelling a loud sigh, she leans back on her chair; arms crossed in a clearly perturbed manner. “Like...I’ve been here before, but I know I haven’t” she certainly recalled everything else, her life, her death and the aftermath, that was all still very clear. “It’s pretty annoying,” pursing her lips as a frown creases between her eyebrows.

“But you know...I’m glad you’re doing well,” it made her happy to see him in a better frame of mind. “You’ll have to introduce me to all the new friends you’ve made, and show me around!” She had explored a decent amount already but it would be much more pleasant to do it with a friend.

[cetrasguard]

ooc; I’ve got about three replies left, and despite my slowness I’d love to have a few more threads! I’ve got a couple of ideas, but if not I can hop into IMs or asks for a little plotting. So please like for a starter! As usual the length will vary. c:

[cetrasguard]

ooc; I’ve got about three replies left, and despite my slowness I’d love to have a few more threads! I’ve got a couple of ideas, but if not I can hop into IMs or asks for a little plotting. So please like for a starter! As usual the length will vary. c:

[cryoftheplanet]

Among the cast, Aeris is exceptional. This isn’t a matter of her heritage or her ability, however exceptional those might also be, but a matter of her outlook. By motif, Aeris is a “flower blooming in the slums,” something hopeful and tenacious and a little bit miraculous. She has grown up in bleak surroundings with an abundance of personal pain, and it certainly has an effect on her, but unlike much of the cast, she refuses to let it corrode her.

The thing to understand about Aeris is that she is not primarily kind. She’s certainly not unkind, but it’s not kindness that is her defining trait, the unique thing about her that insulates her from the darkness around her. Rather, it’s her ability to look forward with faith and inward with honesty. While the rest of AVALANCHE leaves Midgar with vengeance in mind, Aeris’ pain drives her to self-discovery. She feels her emotions without indulging in their negativity, and gets impatient with other characters (Cloud with his constant fretting or Barret when he’s lashing out) when they don’t do the same. She wants to understand herself and her history and how to carry on, questions that the rest of the cast eventually arrive at long after she’s gone, and questions that prove to be fundamentally self-healing to explore.

She does, however, insist on going through this process alone. It’s in her proclivity for self-isolation and secret-keeping that we see the way growing up “different” in a way that took her in and out of Shinra’s labs had a profound impact on her. Though she’s very friendly and usually very forthcoming with her opinions, her deepest and darkest are things she always tries to carry by herself. She’s the one character who never lays things out for us - her backstory is recounted to us by Elmyra, and she doesn’t share with us what she’s learned about the White Materia, or the details of her parentage. Her thoughts on her heritage become more sparse the more she learns about it.

Part of why she hides so many personal details must be habit born of prudence - it wouldn’t help her evade Shinra to go around telling everybody, after all - but I think that as much as she wants to understand herself and her legacy, she wants as well to be seen as normal and not exceptional. Exceptional killed her mother and saw her trapped in a lab for the formative years of her life, yes, but it’s also something vast that always risks drowning out the rest of who she is as a person. She may be an Ancient, but she is also herself, and she seems to want to be so authentically.

Characters like this, who hide the weight of their great cosmic destiny but seem cheerful on the outside, are often revealed to be hiding their struggle behind a smile. I think this is never the case with Aeris. Fierce independence and occasionally foolhardy confidence are character traits that go hand in hand with a desire to explore and experience the world around her as well as the world within. She seizes on whatever adventure is put in front of her, whether that’s flirting with the mysterious stranger that just fell through her roof or insisting on having a good time at the amusement park when they’re supposed to be hunting Sephiroth. The vibrance she shows through all of it is deeply genuine, and Tifa is right in more ways than one when she says that Aeris very much wanted to live.

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@faythymn

She wasn’t one to sit idle for too long, there was so much to explore and to discover; things she needed to understand. Not only about why and how she was here specifically, but how her friends might return home. As wonderful as it was to see them all again, and that they could all create a life here, it wasn’t home; was it even real? Whatever was truly going on, she knew deep down they couldn’t stay here forever. So with that in mind she’s currently found herself in the local library, pouring over maps and books that might hint at answers to her questions. And it seemed she wasn’t the only one, as she sits she can’t help but notice a young woman glance her way a couple of times.

“Did you want to look at these too?” She finally says once she catches the girls eyes with her own. “The information is a little jumbled but I’m thinking District Lambda might be a good place to start,” she muses to the other as perhaps she too was intrigued and wanted to learn more.

[cetrasguard]

ooc; Sorry for my lack of activity on here, Lara and Ashe I’ve been kinda busy with appointments and other things irl as well as playing lots of DFFOO (my ID is 473009505 if anyone plays!) But I’ll get to things soon! Things should get back to regular activity on Tuesday.

[cetrasguard]

atonings:

—✕ █ ▌❝Mm, but ONLY the ones that breathe fire.❞ Maker, dragons are terrifying; no wonder crystal grace is prized, even if PARTIALLY for the wrong reasons. Strange, how certain flowers, things of which grow naturally are kept secret as if humans are entitled to such things.

It SADDENS him.

❝Yes, we should —- sector oo2 is in need of of cheer, but these flowers are so … DAINTY. They’re not even weeds —— ❞ Perhaps the flowers should have been Andraste’s Grace instead, for it must be by her hand that they’ve found such beauty here. ❝I wonder where; I WISH we were closer to my home because my partner would love these —— sector oo3, perhaps? Or oo4?❞

She was more than aware that dragons didn’t always breathe fire; ice sometimes, others had poisonous breath but no matter what it was she’d rather steer clear of such things.

“Hm I think sector three could benefit from some more flowers, it’s so dreary there” it reminded her of her own home; the slums specifically. In fact this whole city was somewhat reminiscent of Midgar, it even had all the sectors. “But you’re right you know, sector two is terrible it’s so polluted” she wondered if even her own influence over the earth could aid in flowers growing there. “Maybe it’s worth a try though,” perhaps it could be the start of a sector clear up. “We could get your partner to help, do they like flowers?” She can’t think why someone wouldn’t, unless they were allergic.

[jjillekkot]

a private and selective yuffie kisaragi rp blog from the final fantasy vii compilation. contains verses from before crisis to post-dirge of cerberus. please read the rules. crossover & au friendly. oc friendly. est. 09/2016. promo by kaz. art credit. personals please do not reblog.