Cloud

[residentflorist]

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Lilium
Derived from Latin lilia, which may have come from a corrupted
pronunciation of a word from an extinct Eastern Mediterranean language
Humility, devotion, restored innocence after death

"Lovers used to give these when they were reunited."

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[residentmerc]

... Went back to the hotel room. Daan took the bullet out of my lung, and... Then I had this dream. I had to... make a choice.

[ vision? ]

After I made it, somehow... I knew you'd be okay.

[residentflorist]

[glancing down at his chest where the hole was, frowning again.]

...thank god for Daan, right? [light, because that's their doctor friend and she's still worried about him, too.] Think you can remember what the dream was? What kinda choice?

[residentmerc]

[ he stares at his hands again ]

There was this... [ the black...? no. ] egg. It was an egg. If I let it hatch, it'd unleash something... bad. But you'd be revived. And when I did it--I got this vision--we were together, and we were facing it, but I knew we'd be fine.

[ it felt great and there's nothing ominous at all anywhere in there!!!!! ]

[residentflorist]

[yeah she's immediately giving him a look with that thought because we don't need to think about the black materia right now. but...hm. wait. fuck. hold on.]

You hatched the egg...and I came back to you? And we were able to fight this terrible thing because we were together. [she's repeating this slowly because her brain is not soup, she absolutely sees the parallels in this and wants to perish.]

[residentmerc]

Yeah. That's the vision I had after I chose to revive you.

[ she has perished enough she has to look at him looking up at her with his glow in the dark eyes and currently silver-y hair all 🥺 about it ]

[residentflorist]

[internal screaming. she also does not know her touch is hurting him, so she reaches forward to carefully cup his face again.]

Risky thing you did there. [but she knows why.] ...I'm with you no matter what. You know that, don't you?

[residentmerc]

[ she carefully cups his face and doesn't even come close to the claw mark there. this does nothing to stop the sudden onset of pain and while cloud's face barely scrunches up the thought is there-- ow--again? ]

Mm. [ ow, ow, ow, it's taking him a second to form words as he tenses but it's just. pain. ] I know.

[residentflorist]

[she immediately removes her hand.]

—what's wrong? [no, we're focusing on this for a second. pain is bad!]

[residentmerc]

[ i. okay. that's. that's a very sudden stop and there's just visible ???? above his head ]

I... [ am I losing it? ] I don't... know. It just... hurt for a second.

[residentflorist]

[


very carefully rests her hand on his thigh?]

[residentmerc]

[ WHY'S IT START AGAIN

]

Shit-- [ he's trying not to react but the on and off of it is like electric shocks and it SUCKS ]

[residentflorist]

[

she very slowly pulls her hand back to rest in her lap.]

I see...[UNFORTUNATELY SHE CANNOT STOP HERSELF FROM SOUNDING SAD.]

[residentmerc]

[ he doesn't see shit except that she's sad and got a little heartbroken and also the pain is over and he is so tired ]

--What? What's wrong?

[residentflorist]

[




slowly pokes his cheek with an index finger.]

[residentmerc]

[ moves away out of range when he winces at the pain and. it stops?

...seriously? ]

What the hell?

[ IS HE ALLERGIC TO PEOPLE more than usual NOW?

also uses this moment to make his skin start to glow. glow worm cloud. ]

[residentflorist]

[there's a tired sigh, and she's watching her glow worm boyfriend be dazed and confused.]

Do you remember how the swamp on that side would sometimes cause certain effects to linger after someone healed...?

[residentmerc]

Yeah... You think... that's it? Just a side effect?

[ so it's... temporary? well. good news is he is not losing his mind? ]

[residentflorist]

It has to be. It wasn't like this yesterday, or Tuesday in the hot spring. [it better be temporary.] ...now that we know, we'll just have to be careful until it wears off.

[residentmerc]

... Right.

[ temporary is. fine. it's fine. he rubs the back of his neck and sighs ]

Guess... I should stay at my own place then.

[residentflorist]

No. [firmly. no? fuck you, no, cloud doesn't get to leave.]

[residentmerc]

... No?

[ that was. firm. just staring at her like ??? ]

[residentflorist]

[don't leave me.

unaware of the thought, she just pouts at him.]

Nope! You're going to stay right here where I can keep an eye on you while you rest up.

[residentmerc]

[ oh. it's not that surprising-- but somehow hearing the thought is different. he absolutely ignores that this is going to hurt to gently grasp her hand. ]

... I'm not leaving you.

[residentflorist]

[there's a ! when he grabs her hand and she tries to pull away on reflex with a dash of i don't want you hurting yourself, but she doesn't get too far. it's a loose, barely there hold, but she's letting it happen.]

Then stay here. You don't need to go back to your own place, do you? If you need something from there, I can take your keys and go get it.

[residentmerc]

[ it's just pain, he thinks back, stubborning it out long enough to squeeze her hand before pulling back. ]

I've never been in there yet. [ it's an easy admission. for all they know it's bigger and would be better but also. cloud highly doubts it. but speaking of admitting, it takes him a second for this one: ] I don't want to kick you out of your own bed.

[ because it is not big enough for them to have Distance in between them, which was. fine when closeness wasn't an issue. ]