Oh, she had! But she won't comment on it, leading him deeper and deeper into the dense greenery— basket in tow.
"Guess you'll just have to keep following me to find out, huh?"
A gentle fog rolls in, sunlight speckled on the leaves, dirt, and Aerith's light pink dress.
-
"You don't want me to get taken away by ShinRa, do you? You'll have to keep your eyes on me at all times!"
It's a convenient excuse, one rooted in truth. But the blonde better keep up...
... the flower girl had started to weave between thick trees in the forest clearing,
"Mhm. I need you to follow me... just for a bit. Sound good?"
She's already wandering away; a basket in hand.
"You're my bodyguard, after all. So, really... you don't have a choice, Cloud."
Just a teensy-weensy reminder!
"So," her melodic voice chimes out from behind, distracting @DEFIVNT as he seemed, as always, deep in thought.
Kids were running around them, playing tag and all sorts of fun games. Maybe Cloud's reminiscing?
"... is the kind of thing you did back then, Cloud?" she
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𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚,
𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙬𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪
𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮 𝙞𝙩.
⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘴𝘰𝘯 ; 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚
A slender finger beckons @DEFIVNT to come closer— flower girl peeking from behind a pillar as she sports a soft, albeit mysterious smile.
She hopes to draw him away from the others.
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⠀⠀
⠀⠀ “ Huh? ”
Picks up the bouquet of flowers.
He scanned the vicinity, wondering if the sender would still be around — to no avail.
Turning his attention back, his thumb traces the soft petal, appreciating the delicacy of nature, as he learned from a certain Cetra.
—
A bouquet of blooms for @DEFIVNT...
Right outside his door.
A bouquet of blooms for @DEFIVNT...
Right outside his door.
"Mmm..." she crouches down further, regarding the small plushie. Gentle emerald eyes observed its form, blonde yarn cascading down...
So that's what she looked like.
Aerith slowly stands, satisfied with his decision— casting her gaze upwards, listening intently.
"Just so -
- you know, regarding your earlier question...
... The answer is ... 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶."
A soft breeze blows, her smile emanating warmth.
"Take care of her, okay?" She nods towards the precious plush in his grasp before turning -
"Had a 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 you might like daisies," she speaks with a soft yet playful undertone. Chestnut curls bob gently as she organizes the rest of her flowers in her basket.
"Keep it for yourself, or give it to someone special!"
"You don't think shopping is dangerous? Right now, when we're basically wanted fugitives? I mean — assisting AVALANCHE counts for something, right?"
The holes she spoke of were inconsequential. He could maybe barely see them from the back, just a tad bit of her skin showing -
- through...
Not a huge concern to Aerith, but maybe her 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥 would be more concerned over a few inches of her exposed thighs? Hmm! Who knows?
Regardless, she turns around to show him said holes anyway, just to add towards her argument.
"Come on! It won't -







