Well, everyone knew greed was what ran Midgar for the longest time, the only thing they cared to look for was what brought in the most money.
[A broad generalization but not entirely incorrect. Aerith simply shrugged, waving a hand before she stooped to let the serpent go with an apologetic pat to its head. Even with it screeing in disappointment at being put down only had her laughing and shaking her head at it.]
No, no! You need the exercise just as much as I do, don't pout. You're heavy and my arms are tired, I haven't used them in years! I can't just carry you everywhere you know, sacred beast or not. Besides, you don't go asking anyone else to carry you, now do you.
[Tsking softly, she shakes her head at the serpent again before brushing her wild hair out of her face, tucking a wet curl behind her ear as she looks up at him. The amusement that had brightened her expression when talking to the serpent was fading fast, dark shadows haunting her gaze as she waved a hand, her bracelets chiming noisily with the gesture.]
I'd be shocked if they did show up, since I made sure Hojo was gone when he died. He's not coming back in any form other than in pieces too small to hurt anyone again.
[There's something dark in her expression, but it disappears almost immediately behind a smile and an arched eyebrow.]
So, what's the rift then if it isn't space? I'll take a guess you're not a Cetra even if you feel a little like one, but you know how to work the Lifestream and it sure sounds like you can feel it better than I can.
[She pauses, her lips pursing, and it's then that the mischievous gleam seems to spark again in her eyes.]
But it looks like I got a little excited and forgot my manners. Does the tall mysterious stranger whose nap I interrupted have a name he'd like me to call him or do I get to come up with a nickname instead? I'm Aerith.
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[A broad generalization but not entirely incorrect. Aerith simply shrugged, waving a hand before she stooped to let the serpent go with an apologetic pat to its head. Even with it screeing in disappointment at being put down only had her laughing and shaking her head at it.]
No, no! You need the exercise just as much as I do, don't pout. You're heavy and my arms are tired, I haven't used them in years! I can't just carry you everywhere you know, sacred beast or not. Besides, you don't go asking anyone else to carry you, now do you.
[Tsking softly, she shakes her head at the serpent again before brushing her wild hair out of her face, tucking a wet curl behind her ear as she looks up at him. The amusement that had brightened her expression when talking to the serpent was fading fast, dark shadows haunting her gaze as she waved a hand, her bracelets chiming noisily with the gesture.]
I'd be shocked if they did show up, since I made sure Hojo was gone when he died. He's not coming back in any form other than in pieces too small to hurt anyone again.
[There's something dark in her expression, but it disappears almost immediately behind a smile and an arched eyebrow.]
So, what's the rift then if it isn't space? I'll take a guess you're not a Cetra even if you feel a little like one, but you know how to work the Lifestream and it sure sounds like you can feel it better than I can.
[She pauses, her lips pursing, and it's then that the mischievous gleam seems to spark again in her eyes.]
But it looks like I got a little excited and forgot my manners. Does the tall mysterious stranger whose nap I interrupted have a name he'd like me to call him or do I get to come up with a nickname instead? I'm Aerith.