Aerith, Former First Class SOLDIER

My version of Aerith Gainsborough if she was a SOLDIER, going through the same experiences as Cloud. (Art is not mine)

[white-winged-warrior]

"Thank you," he said, taking the glass in his hand as he studied her face. Confusion spread across it, wondering why she was so… vacant of expression. He didn’t know what all she’d seen in her version of this world. Or the things she’d lost. He didn’t want to think what this parrellel world had to suffer that was different from his own. He looked to the blade sitting along the counter though and only smiled "I understand, it did make things hard to sit around with it on my back."

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Aerith looked up at him, and slowly nodded as a slight smile came to her lips as she sat in her chair as she sipped her own water and sighed. “So…If…I was the Cetra in your world, does that mean….the other me was killed by Sephiroth as well.” The woman asked, looking into her glass with a vacant expression. “Because…Cloud…he was killed here…”

[white-winged-warrior]

He looked down to the ground almost downcast. “Sadly yes, but not before Holy was summoned. It’s something that’s constantly haunted our Cloud.” he said with an unreadable face. There had been so much loss over the greed of ShinRa. “If you’re still around though then that means Cloud managed to summon Holy as well?”

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

The woman nodded, smiling a bit as she sipped her water with a sad look. "Sweetest person ever. Took great care of plants….I wanted to do so much more…" Aerith said before going behind the bar to grab something stronger. 

"Want anything, Angeal..?"

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[white-winged-warrior]

[white-winged-warrior]

"Thank you," he said, taking the glass in his hand as he studied her face. Confusion spread across it, wondering why she was so… vacant of expression. He didn’t know what all she’d seen in her version of this world. Or the things she’d...

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

The woman slowly nodded, burying her face into her hands. "He saved us all...The sweetest guy anyone could know..." She whispered as Aerith looked back up at the ceiling before sighing once more. "He shouldn't have died...I should have been able to...protect him..."

[white-winged-warrior]

"That sword is not mine. Or at least… this version of mine’s. It’s original wielder is long gone as far as I know." he said dropping the defensive stance as the blade was sheathed, letting out a sigh of relief as he did so. "Zack meant for you to have that sword, and I won’t betray even this version of him by taking it back." he said resolutely. Though he would need the materia back if he ever planned on getting home. Silly one month cooldown times. Though he did have to wonder how it always managed to return him to the time he left.

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Aerith nodded, leaving the bar for a moment to put the sword away before coming back. “It’s kinda hard to sit in.” The woman explained, almost as if she were ashamed to put it down. Like she shouldn’t even deserve to sit down for all of the things she’s done…Yet her face shown no sadness. But it morphed into a blank face, as if she had no emotion in the first place before going behind the counter and filling up a glass of water. 

"Here, Angeal."

[white-winged-warrior]

"Thank you," he said, taking the glass in his hand as he studied her face. Confusion spread across it, wondering why she was so… vacant of expression. He didn’t know what all she’d seen in her version of this world. Or the things she’d lost. He didn’t want to think what this parrellel world had to suffer that was different from his own. He looked to the blade sitting along the counter though and only smiled "I understand, it did make things hard to sit around with it on my back."

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Aerith looked up at him, and slowly nodded as a slight smile came to her lips as she sat in her chair as she sipped her own water and sighed. "So…If…I was the Cetra in your world, does that mean….the other me was killed by Sephiroth as well." The woman asked, looking into her glass with a vacant expression. "Because…Cloud…he was killed here…"

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Aerith slowly lowered her katana, before sliding it back into her sheath. It seemed the same but, if what he says is true then someone else was in her place. If she were the cetra here…then…The person this all happened to was Cloud. The story made sense of course, but seeing Cloud fight? He was a shy boy, so sweet and kind. He wouldn’t hurt a fly…But…If this was Angeal, deceit was dimished. So, looking at the materia thrown to her, Aerith believed him.

"What you said makes sense but…I just can’t see the Cloud I knew hurt anyone." The woman sighed, looking back at the Buster Sword. The former First Class wondered if he wanted it back, seeing that he was the previous owner to it."Do you want the Buster Sword back? I don’t use it…Not that it’s heavy but…It’s bigger than I am and hard to use in battle."

[white-winged-warrior]

"That sword is not mine. Or at least… this version of mine’s. It’s original wielder is long gone as far as I know." he said dropping the defensive stance as the blade was sheathed, letting out a sigh of relief as he did so. "Zack meant for you to have that sword, and I won’t betray even this version of him by taking it back." he said resolutely. Though he would need the materia back if he ever planned on getting home. Silly one month cooldown times. Though he did have to wonder how it always managed to return him to the time he left.

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Aerith nodded, leaving the bar for a moment to put the sword away before coming back. "It's kinda hard to sit in." The woman explained, almost as if she were ashamed to put it down. Like she shouldn't even deserve to sit down for all of the things she's done…Yet her face shown no sadness. But it morphed into a blank face, as if she had no emotion in the first place before going behind the counter and filling up a glass of water. 

"Here, Angeal."

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Tifa with the Former SOLDIER

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

"I think it can. The Planet may be weakened, but I’m sure people like you Teef make it strong. " Aerith laughed before placing her arms on the table. It was talks like these that made her wonder why she leaves for such long periods of time. Maybe she should stick around…Give it a week and if she doesn’t want to leave then maybe Aerith will consider staying. But for now…

"I’m always ready for lasagna!" The brunette smiled again, winking at the woman before laughing. "You always make the best!" 

[coriocaestus]

            A laugh bubbled forth through smiling lips and there was a cant of a dark head. “I should hope so, it’s my mothers recipe.” A woman who was as well known for her food, her skills around the kitchen as she was her musical ability, the streams of notes emerging from an open window in the Lockhart home as she sat and played the piano for the little girl who would soon inherit the large instrument yet not quite those nimble fingers as they flew, danced above ivory and inken keys to bring forth sounds previously unknown in the small mountain town. 

      “One moment, ma’am.” A smile as the surrogate slid from her seat, the leather-like fabric of her half skirt threatening to cause a sound against the fabric of the chair before there was a teasing bow and she was heading towards the kitchen, through the door half hidden be shelves of alcohol and cups, heavy footfalls and a trail of dark fabric, dark hair marking her passage. She was only gone a moment or two before she returned, a plate laden with a slice of the pre-cut lasagna she had set out to cool down from piping hot to nice and warm while she took a break in the cool air outside.

      “One plate of lasagna for a miss. Aerith.” Another smile and the white plate was set before the former SOLDIER with a soft, almost inaudible sound before her other hand deposited a napkin wrapped bundle of silverware beside it. “Anything to drink?”

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

"Nothing to strong. I want to enjoy the taste of the lasagna." The woman chuckled, unwrapping the silverware as she started to cut into the pasta dish with a smile. The scent tantalizing her nose as her mouth started to water before she took that first bite. The rich sauce and gooey cheese was so delicious. "Mmm…Tifa Lockhart. You've outdone yourself today." Aerith almost moaned at the taste before laughing again. 

"I don't know how you manage to cook without burning it." 

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Aerith slowly lowered her katana, before sliding it back into her sheath. It seemed the same but, if what he says is true then someone else was in her place. If she were the cetra here…then…The person this all happened to was Cloud. The story made sense of course, but seeing Cloud fight? He was a shy boy, so sweet and kind. He wouldn’t hurt a fly…But…If this was Angeal, deceit was dimished. So, looking at the materia thrown to her, Aerith believed him.

"What you said makes sense but…I just can’t see the Cloud I knew hurt anyone." The woman sighed, looking back at the Buster Sword. The former First Class wondered if he wanted it back, seeing that he was the previous owner to it."Do you want the Buster Sword back? I don’t use it…Not that it’s heavy but…It’s bigger than I am and hard to use in battle."

[white-winged-warrior]

"That sword is not mine. Or at least… this version of mine’s. It’s original wielder is long gone as far as I know." he said dropping the defensive stance as the blade was sheathed, letting out a sigh of relief as he did so. "Zack meant for you to have that sword, and I won’t betray even this version of him by taking it back." he said resolutely. Though he would need the materia back if he ever planned on getting home. Silly one month cooldown times. Though he did have to wonder how it always managed to return him to the time he left.

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

"So…is Cloud Strife alive in your world?" Aerith asked as she handed back the gray materia before walking along. To think that at least some semblance of him is still alive. "Makes me wonder if he's like the one I knew…" The woman sighed, walking ahead as she motioned him to follow. "Tifa has the best food in all of Aiag."

[white-winged-warrior]

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

"And you expect me to believe you? Where is your proof?" Aerith ask, continuing to point the blade at him, glaring. But she saw his eyes dart to the Buster Sword before looking back at her. Planning to take the Buster Sword…"Can you prove it?" The woman asked,...

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Aerith slowly lowered her katana, before sliding it back into her sheath. It seemed the same but, if what he says is true then someone else was in her place. If she were the cetra here…then…The person this all happened to was Cloud. The story made sense of course, but seeing Cloud fight? He was a shy boy, so sweet and kind. He wouldn't hurt a fly…But…If this was Angeal, deceit was dimished. So, looking at the materia thrown to her, Aerith believed him.

"What you said makes sense but…I just can't see the Cloud I knew hurt anyone." The woman sighed, looking back at the Buster Sword. The former First Class wondered if he wanted it back, seeing that he was the previous owner to it."Do you want the Buster Sword back? I don't use it…Not that it's heavy but…It's bigger than I am and hard to use in battle."

[white-winged-warrior]

[white-winged-warrior]

"Angeal" he said still making to follow her. He was trying to wrap his head around everything. Goddess what would Hojo say… alternate realities? Where one simple change could have catastrophic changes? Like the Cetra girl becoming a...

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

"And you expect me to believe you? Where is your proof?" Aerith ask, continuing to point the blade at him, glaring. But she saw his eyes dart to the Buster Sword before looking back at her. Planning to take the Buster Sword…"Can you prove it?" The woman asked, eyes never straying.

[white-winged-warrior]

SOLDIERS across dimensions (Aerith x Angeal)

[white-winged-warrior]

That blade. He knew that blade. He would recognize it anywhere, the golden decoration at the base, the jagged lines running along the length of the blade. That was the Buster Sword… and Aerith had it? What was this world exactly? Though it wasn’t like he had much choice other than to follow after her. And a katana was certainly an interesting choice for a weapon. He’d only ever seen Sephiroth use it effectively. “Well… all right then, lead the way.” he said, motioning to follow her.

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Aerith nodded, walking ahead. “So..What’s your name?” Aerith asked as they gotten onto the path. He seemed really familiar, sorta looked like an older version of an old friend. “If you want my name first, fine. My name is Aerith Gainsborough.” The young woman chuckled once more, bringing him into a run down bar. 

[white-winged-warrior]

"Angeal" he said still making to follow her. He was trying to wrap his head around everything. Goddess what would Hojo say… alternate realities? Where one simple change could have catastrophic changes? Like the Cetra girl becoming a SOLDIER. To think that would happen and the company wouldn’t even know what they had under their noses….unless was Cloud the Cetra in this if she was the one with the sword?

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

"Angeal? Angeal Hewley?" Her eyes widened before smiling again, growing excited. "Then, you knew Zack! He talked about you all the time! We used to train together!" The young woman smiled, before realizing something. Wait…Zack had told her he was dead…That he killed him. Placing her hand on the sheath before taking the Katana out and pointing it at him. Her eyes almost ice now.

"Angeal Hewley is dead. There's no way you're him."

[white-winged-warrior]

SOLDIERS across dimensions (Aerith x Angeal)

[white-winged-warrior]

Azure eyes opened wide when they fell upon the speaker. No… she was dead. He’d heard it from Cloud himself. Why…. why was she here. And was that… SOLDIER garb? He began to highly doubt that he was even in his world anymore. “I…. think I’d be able to handle myself.” he said as he pulled himself up over the lip of the ruins and back into Edge proper. What was Aerith doing here exactly?

[flowersonlyagil]

"You sure?" The woman smiled a bit, placing a hand on her hip. He sounded pretty shocked. "Come on, let’s get you somewhere to rest. I know a place you can stay for a while." Aerith smiled, motioning him to follow her. The huge Buster Sword laid on her back, shimmering. She made sure to take good care of it. It was important to past owners, and though she couldn’t really use it, she could at least carry it with her as another friend of hers did.  There was a kantana at her side in it’s sheath, even the case was well maintained. Looking behind her with a smile, the woman chuckled. "Let’s go, slowpoke. You can rest when we get there."

[white-winged-warrior]

That blade. He knew that blade. He would recognize it anywhere, the golden decoration at the base, the jagged lines running along the length of the blade. That was the Buster Sword… and Aerith had it? What was this world exactly? Though it wasn’t like he had much choice other than to follow after her. And a katana was certainly an interesting choice for a weapon. He’d only ever seen Sephiroth use it effectively. “Well… all right then, lead the way.” he said, motioning to follow her.

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Aerith nodded, walking ahead. "So..What's your name?" Aerith asked as they gotten onto the path. He seemed really familiar, sorta looked like an older version of an old friend. "If you want my name first, fine. My name is Aerith Gainsborough." The young woman chuckled once more, bringing him into a run down bar. 

[white-winged-warrior]

SOLDIERS across dimensions (Aerith x Angeal)

Of all the things he could have found in the wreckage of Midgar it would be that greyed orb. He had decided to look on a whim, almost laughing at the idea that the materia would still exist. Rummaging through the ruins of the tower had been hard, many of the floors unstable as they were. But he’d managed to get to Lv. 49 somehow and when he looked in his locker, he’d found it. The grey materia. An experimental one that had enabled Angeal to travel to many worlds during his time as SOLDIER.

Tightly he clenched the orb in his fist, summoning up long forgotten power to activate the orb, feeling that ever familiar tug as he feel between the fabric of worlds. It always lulled him to sleep, whether it was to protect him or not, he had no idea. Still it took him a while before his eyes would open once more and the scene he was met with…. was well the same scene he’d just left. Confused he staggered to his feet and made his way down to the bottom of the tower, slowly crawling out of the crater until he was back in Edge. Though…. something felt different, though he wasn’t sure what.

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Glowing green eyes focused on the man, as she watched him walk out of the old tower. Slowly, Aerith walked towards him. What had happened to him? "Hey…What are you doing?" The woman sighed, as she ran over to the man, helping him up off the ground. "You really shouldn't have went inside there. It's dangerous. You're lucky to have made it out alive."

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Tifa with the Former SOLDIER

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

"I don’t see why not Tifa. After everything, you still treat me kindly and like I’m a person and not some kind of heartless, mindless puppet that is under ShinRa’s every whim."Aerith looked at the woman in disbelief, how could she doubt herself. The strong woman she’s always know doubted herself. Tifa was only human, and the brunette should have known of such things but…it was hard to imagine with the mask she put up.

"I thank you for that. You have something other’s don’t have nowadays. Acceptance. Even I don’t have that. But you do. And I think more people should be like you. Hell. I want to be more like you." Aerith smiled, placing a hand on her shoulder, gripping it gently before pulling the woman into a hug. "You inspire me to be more accepting, so please..Don’t doubt yourself." 

[coriocaestus]

            Russet hues glance at the other through a thick veil of lashes, corners of her lips near quivering with the threat of an oncoming smile and just that that her worries are pushed, pushed, pushed back into that deep dark corner in the recesses of her mind. No guarantee that they won’t pop up again for they always found a way to do just that in the most inopportune of times but now they were quenched, satisfied and perhaps saying them out loud was the best thing for her, for them. A return of the hug, svelte arms around a slender body as the small, soft smile shone through.

      “Don’t be like me.” A simple statement spoken into the soft hair of the former SOLDIER. “You’re wonderful just the way you are.” A withdraw from the embrace, one arm remaining around the others trim shoulders. “Besides, I don’t think the Planet could handle any more like me.” A shake of her head, dark hair shifting with the movement as the curve of her lips got even noticeable. “Now, how ‘bout that lasagna?”

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

"I think it can. The Planet may be weakened, but I'm sure people like you Teef make it strong. " Aerith laughed before placing her arms on the table. It was talks like these that made her wonder why she leaves for such long periods of time. Maybe she should stick around…Give it a week and if she doesn't want to leave then maybe Aerith will consider staying. But for now...

"I'm always ready for lasagna!" The brunette smiled again, winking at the woman before laughing. "You always make the best!" 

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

7 new followers found the Former SOLDIER

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

The young woman sighed, nodding her head as she folded her arms onto the table. It really had been a long time since she had someone friendly to talk to. “You would think that…Saving the world would make people be a little nicer right? That a person changed?” Aerith started before looking down at the wood. It made her quite angry, but she really didn’t want to take it out on Tifa, or anyone else who had been kind to her. 

"I know, what I did in the past was wrong…At least now I do. I didn’t know that ShinRa was doing wrong. I thought…I was doing right." Aerith sighed, before tapping her fingers. This wasn’t something she could really keep a casual tone about it. "I wanted to right those wrongs, which is why I joined AVALANCHE yet…I’m still seen as a evil SOLDIER. Inhuman. Heartless. Guess saving a world isn’t enough." The woman took a deep breath before looking back at Tifa.

"Now don’t hold back anything. I told you what was wrong. You keep up your end of the deal." 

[coriocaestus]

            “I guess…people don’t know each other or…they don’t care, too stuck in their ways.” Her statement was soft, near inaudible yet hardly bland and it was almost like she was speaking to the both of them instead of simply Aerith. “You’re a hero, someone who did so much for the world but…hero’s aren’t always acknowledged but they’re still hero’s in the end. No one can change that, take that away.” A lowering of her gaze, a biting of her lip as a small furrow appeared between dark brows before once again the other had her attention. “Don’t let them take that away.”

      Her words paused, stopped, a silence stretching between their figures for now it was the bartenders turn to speak and sound caught in her throat, near fearful of what her words could bring forth. “I-” A stop start before she pressed her lips together, a thin line upon her visage as if that alone would be able to end the conversation right there but that was far from true, was hardly the way this was supposed to go and once again her lips parted, mouth opened to speak.

      “Sometimes I wonder if it’s okay…” Her eyes were no longer focused on the woman beside her, instead they gazed down at the wood top before her with a near frightening intensity. “I mean…after everything…I hated SOLDIER, Shinra, shouted it in the reactor and I just…” Another pause, a shake of her head and her voice got even smaller as if Tifa was hoping they would be caught by the wood, the fabric of her clothing rather than her friends ears. “You’re my friend and I wouldn’t change it for the world but…after everything…is it okay to be so close?”

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

"I don’t see why not Tifa. After everything, you still treat me kindly and like I’m a person and not some kind of heartless, mindless puppet that is under ShinRa’s every whim."Aerith looked at the woman in disbelief, how could she doubt herself. The strong woman she’s always know doubted herself. Tifa was only human, and the brunette should have known of such things but…it was hard to imagine with the mask she put up.

"I thank you for that. You have something other’s don’t have nowadays. Acceptance. Even I don’t have that. But you do. And I think more people should be like you. Hell. I want to be more like you." Aerith smiled, placing a hand on her shoulder, gripping it gently before pulling the woman into a hug. "You inspire me to be more accepting, so please..Don’t doubt yourself." 

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

7 new followers found the Former SOLDIER

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

The young woman smirked a bit as she looked back at the fighter before the conversation was directed towards her. Of course, she wanted to deny it. There really was nothing to say, yet…Aerith wanted to help Tifa out. “It’s not fair, you know. I asked you first. It’s quite rude, Teef. Honestly, where are your manners?” The former SOLDIER said a bit playfully before chuckling away. 

"Or is this a ‘my way or the highway’ Thing?"

[coriocaestus]

            A smile danced, tugged at the corners of her lips as she pulled away, unwrapped her arms from the others shoulders. “‘My way or the highway’.” The bartender repeated as she moved to occupy the seat next to her friend, legs locking at the ankles where they hung. Her eyes softened as she spoke, settling in for a conversation with a little nod of her head and a slender hand came up to slide dark hair back behind her shoulder.

      “Besides, it’s been a while since we’ve talked.”

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

The young woman sighed, nodding her head as she folded her arms onto the table. It really had been a long time since she had someone friendly to talk to. "You would think that…Saving the world would make people be a little nicer right? That a person changed?" Aerith started before looking down at the wood. It made her quite angry, but she really didn't want to take it out on Tifa, or anyone else who had been kind to her. 

"I know, what I did in the past was wrong…At least now I do. I didn't know that ShinRa was doing wrong. I thought…I was doing right." Aerith sighed, before tapping her fingers. This wasn't something she could really keep a casual tone about it. "I wanted to right those wrongs, which is why I joined AVALANCHE yet…I'm still seen as a evil SOLDIER. Inhuman. Heartless. Guess saving a world isn't enough." The woman took a deep breath before looking back at Tifa.

"Now don't hold back anything. I told you what was wrong. You keep up your end of the deal." 

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

7 new followers found the Former SOLDIER

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Green eyes watched the women, shaking her head before saying. “Tifa..Do you really think I can’t tell something is wrong? And you only just confirmed it to me when you tensed up…” It was a troubled look, and she didn’t like it…of course…Could she really expect Tifa to be happy all the time? No. Aerith knew she couldn’t.  

Taking a deep breath as the woman wrapped her arms around her,before sighing and chuckling softly. “I’m glad you’re my friend too. I mean that. There isn’t many places that want me into their towns…” The last sentence was softer than the other words she had spoken. “I just…want you to know I’m here. You can’t keep it all inside. Just get it all out already. Spill.”

[coriocaestus]

            What were the chances that she would not have gotten figured out by the woman who could shoot emerald hues beams, discover things the fighter would prefer to keep hidden instead? Chances were she had made it all the more obvious by her reaction, the surprise she wore like a dress at the simple words and she shouldn’t have tried to hide it, of that there was no doubt. So far along, so well ensnared yet Tifa wasn’t one to be caught without a fight even a fight as simple as not responding to the next question to flow past the former SOLDIERS lips.

      “I’m fine with that.” She stated simply, a chuckle sliding from her chest before the surrogate even knew it was coming. “Just means that you can come visit more often, right?” Another smile danced upon her visage, this one warm, full, not at all thin as she tried to convince, comfort in not so little words. Of course she wasn’t the only one with strong feelings, but when they were directed towards her armed friend through eyes that didn’t know, didn’t see, she was always quick to jump to the defense despite having a habit of doing the same towards others of the ranks without attempting to discern the good from the bad.

      And there was the topic again, it seemed the woman couldn’t escape it and a sigh threatened to push past parted lips and rust tinted hues closed for a mere moment. “I’ll tell you my problems if you tell me yours.” A deflection without being a true deflection and Aerith probably had things on her mind as well, burdens Tifa would love to life from her shoulders.

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

The young woman smirked a bit as she looked back at the fighter before the conversation was directed towards her. Of course, she wanted to deny it. There really was nothing to say, yet…Aerith wanted to help Tifa out. "It's not fair, you know. I asked you first. It's quite rude, Teef. Honestly, where are your manners?" The former SOLDIER said a bit playfully before chuckling away. 

"Or is this a 'my way or the highway' Thing?"

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

7 new followers found the Former SOLDIER

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

"There’s something wrong, isn’t there?" Aerith said softly, as mako infused orbs observed the woman. The heaviness in her limbs, the other minor body language laced with pain. It was really useless to hide such a problem from her, she knew Tifa too well. It hurt to see a friend like this, one of the few she had, to find home in.

"Tell me. Please. I don’t like seeing you like this, Teef."

[coriocaestus]

            It was surprise that shot through the barkeep at the words, widened her eyes, pulled her form tighter, taunter. Had she not kept her thoughts, those emotions she tried so hard to hide away from the surface? There was a pause, wide sanguine hues staring at the cerulean of her friends before her head shook, lips pressed together in a thin smile as she hummed out a declination. “No. Nothing’s wrong.” Tifa was bright and optimistic- not quite as sunny as others she had come to know and love, but in her own way and she was the one that wasn’t supposed to worry others around her, that was something she worked hard at.

      One step, two and she was traversing over the expanse of dark wood floor to wrap svelte arms around the trim shoulders of her friend in an embrace, slightly awkward with the level difference, the face that they were both facing the same direction but comforting, steeling all the same. “I’m glad you’re my friend, Aerith.” The words were no more than a hum, soft and gentle through the curtain of dark hair falling on either side of her face with the angle she was entertaining but true all the same. She was glad the other was her friend, unable to even stomach the thought of having those cold, sharpened feelings towards the older woman. 

[formerfirstclasssoldieraerith]

Green eyes watched the women, shaking her head before saying. “Tifa..Do you really think I can’t tell something is wrong? And you only just confirmed it to me when you tensed up…” It was a troubled look, and she didn’t like it…of course…Could she really expect Tifa to be happy all the time? No. Aerith knew she couldn’t.  

Taking a deep breath as the woman wrapped her arms around her,before sighing and chuckling softly. “I’m glad you’re my friend too. I mean that. There isn’t many places that want me into their towns…” The last sentence was softer than the other words she had spoken. “I just…want you to know I’m here. You can’t keep it all inside. Just get it all out already. Spill.”