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@holyguardian
❝ I’m not some princess who needs to be coddled. Shit! ❞
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Looking forward to playing as Aerith in part 3.
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"You're a lot of fun to be around, I hope we get to hang out more sometime soon!"
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"Ummmmmmm. Huh. Well...?" Aerith breaks her charade with a cheeky laugh. "You're the best big brother I could ever ask for. Thanks for not surrendering me yet."
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"You're a devoted man. You've never given up hope, I admire that............................... plus you're really hot and it's not just the warden of fire Phoenix thing."
✨ Vale is hitting a sassy pose!!
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"You're a good friend with a good heart and you know how to have a good time— lesssgoooooo!"
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Crying laughing, Vers playing Paralives and she made Aerith for me on request. Aerith immediately paints a raccoon of all things. Dottir calling my ass out for writing Claire Redfield so much at the moment, GET MY ASS BABYGIRL. 😂😭
"Government's after you," not a novelty, she had been a High Value Target for a long time now. Whatever was going on, whatever they wanted her for, he doesn't care anymore.
It was some kind of hilariously twisted fate to find her right when he had gone rogue. "Feel like givin' em the middle finger?"
@holyguardian's Aerith meets Price!
Aerith flinches back at the apparent greeting. The man is abrupt, lays out the facts point blank. Damn. He doesn't even dance a little around the subject and she's thrown off guard by the honesty. It doesn't feel like a threat? But people who know about her... they only know because they saw the same data base as the people after her.
That pulls a small frown from her. She steps forward and jabs his chest with her thin finger. "Who the hell are you?" There's nothing threatening about her — she's not a fighter, she's just a spirited civilian caught up in a web of government lies and deep secrets that are spun to the public as conspiracies. "... and yes." she answers, giving him very little personal space as she stands with her hands on her hips. "Yes I do."
Cool. A compliment, right? He assumes it a good start, though he instinctively backs away just a bit, when met with her cheerful motions.
"Experimental War Robot Number Three, angiosperm organic female may call this unit Reaper." He'd ask her a name back, but instead turns to her next question, while lunging to the next prompt with a hand wave.
"Both statements, technically correct. This unit has an intracerebral connection to a veteran companion." He pauses, waiting for the man to say something,... but he does not. "Hypothesis: companion is cranky or fast asleep." Another pause. "Suggestion: Choosing a designated name for this unit to utilize might permit this unit's companion to address back."
"Reaper." Aerith repeats in a whisper, widened eyes impossibly widening even more. This was hands down the coolest thing to happen to her — ever! The experimental war robot could easily deck her but it's nothing but polite and non-threatening. She's a slum kid. She knows what a Shinra-issued heap of metal looks like and this is not it.
Again, she doesn't even hesitate. "I'm Aerith!" Hah! Take that, evil megacorporation trying to kidnap her for non-consensual and morally reprehensible human experimentation. There's an entire Guild out there with people smart enough to pilot cool sentinel robots that want to...? Uh. "Wait, why are you here?" She finally asks. Reaper didn't have the kind of face that would deceive her. That's out of the question.
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At first, everything went from bright green to black. Cloud groaned and opened his eyes, needing a moment to gather his bearings. He had not been told how he would find himself in the past, but it truly seemed like he had just been dumped there. As if he had been spit out of the lifestream – quite literally.
He was outside of Midgar, that much he could see. He was not far from the entrance though, but nobody seemed to have noticed that he had suddenly appeared. He looked down at his hand and moved it to the side, noticing the presence of a small plant growing underneath his palm. It was an odd sight out here amongst the otherwise dead soil, but the sight sent a rush of warmth through him.
Aerith.
As he talked with Gaia, he had felt her presence. He was certain she was there, watching over him. He was sure she wanted him to succeed in his mission as well. It would give her younger self a chance to actually grow up – together with so many other people they both loved. Zack being one of them. He was safely in SOLDIER right now, likely still a second class, if Cloud remembered correctly.
"I'll save you. I'll save them. This time we end it before it begins." Brushing a finger over one of the plant's leaves in silent promise, Cloud finally got to his feet. He had his fusion sword with him, which he was grateful for. Hefting it onto his back, he headed towards Midgar.
First, he'd check in on the church and then – Jenova.
Aerith is no longer alive. Her presence is fleeting — pinpricks over skin, a glance just barely within Cloud's periphery, a feeling that's more like a memory. The simple truth is that she has been with him for every step that came after her end. She tries not to crowd him. He doesn't need a voice pulling him to a place he cannot follow, not yet, not when their world still needs a champion.
So, she gives him space. She watches but she doesn't reach for him. After all, she can only spare little moments, she is a whisper in so many places except for two. Dreamwalking, in which she visits for a gentle catch-up, where she's easily thrown out because a sleeping mind is unpredictable. And within the space between life and death, where she's strongest, and where her influence can reshape the world: the Lifestream.
When Cloud suddenly plunges into that vast inbetween, it isn't only his soul that Aerith reaches. In his future, The Lifestream bursts from the crust of the earth and claims him bodily. He is asleep for a journey that takes him against the flow of time.
He needs a purpose. He doesn't say it, but she knows. He still wants to live. Maybe this time... he can find true peace? Even if it means he will be forever changed. Even if he sacrifices part of himself, so that others can live out their story with a little more hope.
Aerith isn't a cruel guardian. She leaves the most obvious shout for him to find. I'M HERE. That golden bloom is unmistakable. Mustering what strength that remains, she delivers her last shout, one that arrives in the form of a ghostly whisper. "Go on." She encourages. Her footfalls leave no trail but she continues to follow him like a shadow.
Elsewhere, Aerith is very much alive. She is carrying out her normal routine — until there's a stir in her flowers. "Huh?" She tilts her head and tries to listen. Eyes wide she suddenly drops to her knees with her ear practically pressing into the soil. What began as a series of too many whispers to decipher threads into one united voice. Hundreds of tones weaving together like the Lifestream's currents. Find safety with the weapon. Usually, she visits the church later. She was going to help out at Fifth Cafe. Instead she finds herself running past with non-stop apologies spilling from her lips, and when she's no longer on the narrow streets she breaks into a full pelt sprint to reach the Church.
She crashes into the heavy doors before shoving them open, panting and a little shaken. "... Hello?!" She calls, despite the feeling that she's the only soul there. Doubling over after another long stretch of silence, still catching her breath, she cracks, breaking out into hesitant laughter at herself. Geez. She spent her whole life outrunning being labelled the weird kid and look at her... chasing after flower whispers...
Aerith will help your character deep clean, spring clean, general weekly clean, but you can go to hell if you ask her to touch the laundry.
The passage of the seasons - Spring defeating Winter
Inspired by a short story in which Spring is embodied by a bring who faces winter and demands every living thing to awaken and fight to conquer a place on earth
Apologies for disappearing into the bog, it will happen again.
Like or comment on this post if you want Aerith in your inbox, I'll send in something from your prompts! If you're a multi and you don't tell me who it's for I'm sadly not sending anything bc I can't choose.
