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]

[ he will let her change clothes first but he's letting her down gently on--a chair, when he realizes her clothes are bloody enough they might ruin the bed. ]

I've got it. Just-- wait here.

[ where would she go. he's closed the door behind them and he's quick to close the curtains at her request, too, not moving too far. he picks up the key to let it rest on a shelf somewhere, moving to the dresser to find her something comfortable to change into. ]

[residentflorist]

[where would she go.

but cloud does that, and she's sort of leaning sideways in the chair because she's bloodless and tired and upset and just wants to lay down frankly but she's aware she cannot lay in their bed covered in blood. instead, eventually her gaze drifts to a corner of the room and it stares there, eyes narrowed softly.]

[residentmerc]

[ stop hallucinating. that's his job. he's quick to gather something for her to change into. maybe she should shower too, but he's not sure she could hold herself up? he will ask at least. though he catches her stare as he comes back with them and frowns in concern. ]

... Aerith?

[residentflorist]

[nope, she's just full-on staring with her glowing eyes. the emotion vibes are...confused, and a little hopeful. and a little spooked.]

...Cloud. [she says this more like she's affirming something, and it seems like it's difficult for her to peel her eyes away to face him again. but the emotions shift to something more comforted at least.] It's just us.

[residentmerc]

[ is this what he looks like. haha. horrid. he hesitantly reaches for her hand and squeezes it lightly. ]

Yeah. It's just us. [ he glances into the corner for himself before looking back at her ] Just us.

[residentflorist]

[the way she's holding his hand suggests it'd be a vice grip if she had any of her strength, but right now it's just a sad handhold. she seems to be hearing something given the way she doesn't speak yet, but eventually she nods.]

Okay. That's good. I like us. [just...confirming.] I missed you.

[residentmerc]

... Missed you too. [ she wasn't gone that long from his pov, but he was worried, and it counts. he strokes her hand gently, wondering what it is she's hearing. ] Wanna try to shower?

[residentflorist]

[the touch is nice. kind of reaffirming that she's real and she's there and she's with him. but there's a little smile, tired and unsure.]

I should, huh? This is a mess.

[residentmerc]

... Yeah. But it can wait if you're not up for it.

[ just changing is also an option? it's not like washing bedsheets is hard. "do we have laundry" im not thinking about it

cloud is still looking at her worriedly as he continues to hold hand ]

[residentflorist]

Mm. [she seems to be considering it, like she's trying to decide if she can or wants to stand up for that long. she's not about to ask cloud to come with her, but the longer she sits here the longer the emotional vibe is just...bad. kinda rancid.]

No, it's okay. It'll be quick enough.

[residentmerc]

[ worries intensifies ]

...Alright. [ he hesitates a bit ] Do you... Want me to stay with you?

[ in the bathroom he's not leaving this fuckin apartment ]

[residentflorist]

[he's not leaving until pcs yeah, but it's fine. she does not want him to leave? and she considers this.]

...maybe, yeah. [mostly because she's not sure she'd actually be alone if she was by herself and she'd rather have cloud nearby.] That's fine, isn't it?

[residentmerc]

Wouldn't have asked if it wasn't. [ if she says she needs him he'll be there!!! for now he'll wait until she looks like she's ready to help her. she can keep his hand until then ]

[residentflorist]

I know. [kind of. she's aware she's probably being weird and cloud might not know what to do, but he's trying. that's enough. she shifts, bringing the hand holding hers up to rest against her cheek for a moment.]

...if you leave, it might not be safe. [for. who.]

[residentmerc]

[ ...gonna pet her cheek for a second ]

... For you? I've got you. I'm not going anywhere.

[residentflorist]

For both of us. [thanks aerith? she seems serious about this for a moment.] But I think you'll be okay. We solved it.

[residentmerc]

[ wow no wonder she hates when he is insane he also hates this. he just stares at her ]

... Solved what?

[residentflorist]

The string of murders. And we found who was behind them.

[yeah welcome to her broken brain, it's your turn.]

[residentmerc]

[ cloud truly like yeah? Kate? at this moment, but he keeps petting her face. this is horrid can he have the broken brain ball back ]

That right? So... who was it?

[ gonna. gently tug her up to direct her towards the bathroom while they do this sure. ]

[residentflorist]

[it is probably slightly alarming how easily she stands up to lean against him and follow toward the bathroom. showering is a good idea.]

The Society. [a short nod, and the emotions reflect anxiety and a little anger, but also depression. it wasn't real, and yet.] To eradicate people they claimed to be demons for wanting to live.

[residentmerc]

[ that sounds about right. sure. he keeps a hold of her so she has no chance of falling down. his own emotions are mostly tapered down wariness at this point. ]

Sounds like they were assholes. [ mildly. here we are... in the bathroom... Cloud realizing he doesn't know if Aerith is there enough to undress herself. awesome. ]

[residentflorist]

...it felt that way at the time, yeah. But they were just misguided. Like Lucas was. [they are here...luckily she is aware enough to be able to undress herself, so she stands upright. listen. given they fucked the day before she's not sure she cares if cloud sees her naked at this point, so she's working on taking the top part off.]

[residentmerc]

... Right.

[ sure. misguided like lucas. SURE. he glances away when she changes to be polite, because unlike yesterday this is kind of a different situation, but he's too worried to think about feeling embarrassed. ]

... So how'd you stop them?

[residentflorist]

[we are doing our best here. there's fabric slowly hitting the floor, and she's moving to turn on the water.]

...dunno. Killed one of them. Maybe the other two died, too.

[residentmerc]

... Maybe?

[ what do you mean, maybe. the vibes are still just worried even as she's taking a shower!! ruining the romance here ]