Nona

[residentflorist]

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Gerbera jamesonii
Named after Traugott Gerber, the German botanist who helped discover them
Innocence, cheerfulness, joy

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weekend zero, saturday

[residentflorist]

[people have been coming and going from the swamp today once everyone started discovering their boxes, but aerith left not long after cloud retrieved both of theirs. she is mildly concerned though because, well, leeches are real. leeches are bad, actually! it's for that reason she's out wandering around, checking out the town and keeping her eyes peeled for anyone who she met yesterday.

thus...the stream. she hadn't checked out the cabin yesterday, and in her exploration she comes across the flowing water and she follows the path for a little while. this is also how she comes across nona.]

Looks like you ventured and gained a little more already. [hello, good morning. aerith's already changed back into her regular clothes and braided her hair again, but nice to know other people managed to retrieve their items without too much hassle, too.]

[segnale]

[she is back in her normal clothes in part because it was freaky wearing those other robes when cloud was all like THEY LOOK LIKE RITUAL SACRIFICES

but she grins.]

Yeah! ... Though why did they have to be in the swamp... we were trying to warn people to stay away from the leeches but it couldn't be avoided this time!!

[residentflorist]

[yeah sometimes cloud ruins things.]

Oh, were you the one who left that note by the stream? It was still pretty helpful. [you tried!!!] Let's just hope nothing else comes out of that swamp, but it does make you wonder if anything else is hiding further down.

w0 friday

[residentflorist]

[oh my god where the fuck is nona. they all scattered in the morning but she's immediately doubling back to go find the girl. she's definitely smoky, boots wet and dirty and coughing to clear her lungs but still she persists.]

Nona! Are you okay?

[segnale]

[WELL NONA IS CLEARLY UPSET but she nods shakily]

I'm okay... I'm sorry I fell asleep, though, I don't know what happened— [aaaaaaaaaa] ... Are you all right?

[residentflorist]

[AHHHHH.]

No, it wasn't just you. I don't...we all must have fallen asleep somehow. I don't remember when, but we were all awake and watching the fog, weren't we? [she shakes her head.] I'm okay. But the swamp...we couldn't find a way to put out the fire. There has to be something we missed out there besides the hand.

w0 saturday

[residentflorist]

[imagine we're just at the pyre and somewhere behind us boothill's looming.

but no. we can be walking away from the pyre, and aerith's hands are tucked behind her back as they go. loss is reflected along her arm under her bracelets, though it appears to be repeating once or twice.]

...this feels wrong, doesn't it?

[segnale]

[LOOMING BOOT

nona glances at aerith's words, before her gaze drifts somewhere to the ground. she fidgets for a moment, the word mom momentarily appearing through her glove, before she nods.]

It really does. And we don't know for sure what's going to happen to him...

[residentflorist]

[NOT MOM....]

The ritual was meant to kill whoever we found because of the secondary monster, wasn't it? But...maybe it doesn't have to come to that. If they're keeping him somewhere else, maybe it's to give us time for another solution.

w1 monday

[residentflorist]

[by the time nona makes her way to this particular part of the middle summer island, she'll find that aerith is crouched down in the dirt amongst bright colored flowers. her hands are clasped in front of her, and she seems to be listening intensely to something before she...responds? she's speaking to the flowers themselves, tone quiet but light as she seems to answer them.

there's a gentle breeze though and some of the flowers turn in nona's direction. it means aerith looks up and she smiles in greeting.]

Hey. Did you just get here? [to the island, she means.]

[segnale]

[she smiles back.]

Yep. It's pretty nice, isn't it?

week 1, friday

[segnale]

[I DON'T KNOW

WE HAVE THREE BODIES!! THREE!!

nona is just kind of staring stricken at the corpse. holding a ukulele ig.]

[residentflorist]

[i'm. which corpse is she looking at. i mean i suppose it does not matter because aerith is going to approach and just kind of gently put an arm on her shoulder to try and turn her from it.]

Nona. [she's not going to force her because like. she gets it. this is incredibly bad. but also she really does not believe kids need to be seeing these sort of things.

also she's looking at the ukulele wondering what the fuck.]

w2 saturday

[residentflorist]

[where are we jan. maybe they're both just walking somewhere after the trial to stretch their legs and not...deal...with that.]

...they're taking a major hit this weekend. [pensively.] Think they'll be okay? [fellow optimist, what's your reading?]

[segnale]

[well]

It's going to hurt them a lot. Still, you guys did bounce back after last weekend too, right? It wasn't as bad as this week, but—I do think everyone is very strong, in the end. People are more resilient than they realize.

w3 friday

[residentflorist]

[it would not surprise her if nona was still trying to be up and about after getting badly hurt, but aerith is out and taking a short walk herself so who is she to complain? so she spots nona and comes to fall into step with her, hovering a little to make sure she's actually getting around okay.]

Heya. How're we feeling this morning? [she says, not at all addressing that everyone disappeared into the fog yesterday, too.]

[segnale]

[yeah nona has too much energy to tolerate just staying in the hospital for the entire day

she probably has a crutch or something to move around with, at least.]

Um... better now! I don't feel nauseous anymore, at least.

w5 monday

[residentflorist]

[immediately bounds up to where nona is and just loops her arm with hers. carefully. no jostling.]

So. I think a little tour of all of new shops is in order, don't you? [the emotions really are just sparkle sparkle happy even with the faintest underlying thread of depression under it.]

[segnale]

[uwah arm loop, she's mostly healed now at least so she's not too pained by it]

Hehe, you read my mind!

[yeah those emotions are a mood]

week 5, thursday

[segnale]

[WHERE IS AERITH AAAAAAAAA]

[residentflorist]

[me about every cyoa return tbh

she is at her apartment! cloud is out doing cloud things (probably checking on the baby chocobo or grabbing things for her) but it means that she can knock on the door and find that it's easy to open! welcome. here is the general view, though the bed is obviously bigger and there are a few more bookshelves filled with crystals and books and plants. there's also what looks like a large cozy sitting chair and a small table.

all of that aside, she's awake! she's curled up on the bed, and her wounds look closed so all of her blood is now inside blood. however she also looks unnaturally pale, and when she looks at her her eyes are glowing a little. she's also keeping her eyes only halfway open. light sensitive...of note, nona might also notice that she's wearing a new cute black choker! little bit of gold on it...circuit-like detailing. there's also a preserved black flower in a small vase on the windowsill by the bed.

the emotional vibes are just...exhausted, maybe. and distressed, but very rapidly trying to squash those down because she doesn't want to worry nona either.]

Nona, hi. Kind of a busy day, huh?

w6 thursday

[residentflorist]

[AFTER. ALL OF THAT. she's seeking out ms. nona, first at the spring and then at the hospital, and then elsewhere. WHERE IS SHE JAN AND WHAT IS THE STATE OF HER ARM.]

[segnale]

[UHHH SHE'S RESTING SOMEWHERE and her arm is a healed stump now...]

week 7, saturday

[segnale]

[back in her normal fit, stretching...]

Wow, I'm sure glad that's over now!

[residentflorist]

Tell me about it. [normal nona...] All of that planning and it was just like that. But at least we managed to get it done as fast as we did. Feeling okay?