Memories

[cetrary]

[ Aerith is in her garden tending to leaves when a few of them fall down. Memories. Well, she kinda expected it'd happen to her eventually too. So, she's not...entirely surprised. Still...the memories distract her enough to get caught up in the garden and her thoughts. ]

Bodyguard hiring is in session.

Hojo is a psycho. He's gross, disgusting, and a terrible person. Talks about dissecting her mother and just being generally creepy.

Aerith in a dress and Cloud is a loser.

Childhood captivity with Shinra. Content warning: attempted murder of a child.

Comments

[mostlycloudy]

[He stepped closer to her, reaching out and hesitantly placing a hand on her shoulder.]

Don't. Aerith, it's not your fault.

[cetrary]

It's not your fault either. It's his.

[mostlycloudy]

Yeah.

[He gives her shoulder a gentle squeeze.]

And we'll stop him. Who else will?

[cetrary]

[ She nods solemnly. ]Yeah... we have to.

[mostlycloudy]

We will.

[He doesn't know how he knows that. Maybe he doesn't, really. Maybe it's just wishful thinking, but it had gotten them this far.]

I know we will.