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etrayalogs2024-06-17 05:54 pm
anciently) wrote in etrayalogs2024-06-17 05:54 pm
i'm always running from something
WHO: aerith and tseng
WHEN: mid/late-may
WHERE: the church
WHAT: she'd told rufus she'd check in on him, which was convenient, as she'd planned to do that anyway...eventually.
NOTES\WARNINGS: n/a
"Check on him. When you seek him out." A strange request from Rufus Shinra, and just one piece of an overall strange encounter. When he'd appeared at the church, stiffly maneuvering through as if allergic to the place, it'd confused her, but...when he'd asked to strike a deal, and his part of the bargain involved Tseng?
Curiouser and curiouser.
It's about time anyway. Rufus' ask had been the impetus for something overdue, albeit something she'd been putting off without really knowing why. While she waits for Tseng in the church, squatting down to peer into the bright swath of flowers, she reflects on why it'd taken so long for her to open the lines of communication again.
And...she isn't sure. Not yet, anyway. Maybe actually talking to him with help sort out the mixed feelings. So, Aerith waits.
(It isn't long before she's speaking softly to the flowers: an old habit that will have to die hard, even if these blooms aren't connected to the lifestream.)
WHEN: mid/late-may
WHERE: the church
WHAT: she'd told rufus she'd check in on him, which was convenient, as she'd planned to do that anyway...eventually.
NOTES\WARNINGS: n/a
"Check on him. When you seek him out." A strange request from Rufus Shinra, and just one piece of an overall strange encounter. When he'd appeared at the church, stiffly maneuvering through as if allergic to the place, it'd confused her, but...when he'd asked to strike a deal, and his part of the bargain involved Tseng?
Curiouser and curiouser.
It's about time anyway. Rufus' ask had been the impetus for something overdue, albeit something she'd been putting off without really knowing why. While she waits for Tseng in the church, squatting down to peer into the bright swath of flowers, she reflects on why it'd taken so long for her to open the lines of communication again.
And...she isn't sure. Not yet, anyway. Maybe actually talking to him with help sort out the mixed feelings. So, Aerith waits.
(It isn't long before she's speaking softly to the flowers: an old habit that will have to die hard, even if these blooms aren't connected to the lifestream.)