Robin

[residentflorist]

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Begonia Semperflorens
Named after Michel Bégon, French governor of Santo Domingo and patron of botany
Connection, harmonious communication

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w0 monday

[residentflorist]

[on this fine day, aerith is leaving the church in her usual outfit, hair in its braid and pink ribbon holding it all together. the bracelets on her arms jingle just slightly as she walks, hands clasped behind her back as she begins to wander off on her own to check on the area. nothing really seems to have changed (that she's aware of immediately), but she does stop when she sees someone familiar.

she'd read a little of robin's poster after they met, but it's still better to do things the proper way and this is why she offers her a smile.]

Hey. I don't think I ever got your name earlier. I'm Aerith. [nice to meet you, etc. this is simple and it's a gauge to see if she's open to conversation, really.]

[sonorant]

Oh. Hello. That was remiss of me. It's a pleasure, Miss Aerith. I'm Robin.

[ robin is also in her usual outfit. it's easier to see the word brother peeking out from her glove or little sleeve this way. ]

[residentflorist]

[not the brother...she does glance briefly at the word, but she's not going to acknowledge it unless robin does, really.]

It's nice to meet you. [sincerely! we are all in a terrible situation but aerith is still working off of the idea that the least they can do is keep trying to band together and figure out how to stop everyone from dying.] How have you been holding up? Hearing everything yesterday was a little bit of a shock.

w0 friday

[sonorant]

[ robin isn't going to keep still on a day like this, so she's walking around, looking for anyone and everyone she can. ]

Ms. Aerith, how are things with you? How are you doing?

[residentflorist]

[hello robin, aerith is having the same idea which means she easily falls into step with her. sorry for the smoke and the raspy voice she's sporting here.]

Better than some, I think. [so not good, not bad.] Were you out there looking this morning?

[sonorant]

[ girl, the raspy voice makes robin alert and even more concerned. she's sensitive to voices and throats being hurt or changed. ]

I tried, but there wasn't much for me to see until everything sounded. Is your voice because you saw something?

week 0, sunday

[sonorant]

[ it's been a very long weekend, and it still isn't over yet. it's not a surprise that robin continues to be subdued after execution, but she's taking a walk, as if to do anything at all.

she'll offer a small smile when she sees aerith. ]

Miss Aerith. I don't think I'd like a repeat of these past few days.

[ robin thinks there will be a repeat eventually. ]

[residentflorist]

[my god, how is it still not over? it's been such an insane couple of days and aerith's kind of impressed the vibes of the town aren't worse than they are. but she can't say she's too surprised that robin's keeping to herself a little more. there's a similar smile back as she moves to fall into step with her. let's walk.]

Neither do I. [aerith is an optimist through and through, but looking at the circumstances there's no way this won't repeat at some point. especially if the cult really is behind this.] I don't want to see what happens to us if this happens again when things are already so hard on everyone.

[sonorant]

[ she's grateful for aerith's company. she appreciates the optimism every time (they've only known each other for a week) (every time), but being optimistic doesn't mean you can't see the forest for the trees. ]

The weight of it will continue to grow the more it happens. All I wish is to ease any suffering, but these past few days.... it's something that could become too much, in too short a time.

[ she doesn't know how much can be eased, if it happens again. when it happens again because this cult needed to be stopped a week ago. ]

w1 monday

[residentflorist]

[it is monday and aerith wastes zero time bounding up to robin with a smile on her face. things are still absolutely awful, but...they just have to keep trying.]

Robin, hey! Are you busy right now? [literally with what, we're in hell.] I was thinking maybe you'd like to come with me to see that new island...it's just through the door in the woods.

[sonorant]

[ keep trying, they shall! robin returns the smile in equal measure. ]

Miss Aerith. I'd love to explore it with someone as lovely as you.

[ she holds out a hand to aerith because if robin doesn't hold 50 hands this week, what's the point? ]

w1 friday

[residentflorist]

[she's back at the pyre, uselessly staring at the posters with her arms wound around herself as she reads them over. this is...this is a lot. but she hears someone behind her and immediately composes herself, turning her head to offer a small smile.]

Oh, Robin. Hey. [...there is no making this better.] ...we knew this was coming, but so many of them?

[sonorant]

... Aerith.

[ there really is no making this better. her mood is somber, and her expression reflects it, but she's concerned about everyone with the bulletin board notices. ]

It's too many, too soon. It worries me as much as it saddens me.

w1 sunday

[sonorant]

[ it's back to the beach to commune with nature. the ocean is the opposite of fire, and that's part of the reason why robin is here. ]

I don't know... how much all of us can endure if the number of lives lost increases.

[ two was too much, but five? ]

[residentflorist]

[the beach is a great option, we are going to be anti-fire for a bit. she will walk up beside her and settle there.]

...we got through the last few days. But people are already nervous knowing Ichiban's killer is still out there. It basically guarantees we'll have at least two monsters to contend with next time, doesn't it?

w2 monday

[residentflorist]

[maybe it's coincidental that they've both stepped through the new door in the woods, but the empty road stretches before them.]

...makes you miss the island already, huh? [there's a little smile, and she shakes her head.] Wanna see where this leads?

[even if she's already beginning to walk though, when robin makes to follow she'll be treated to a memory lasting until 7:10:20.]

[sonorant]

I do. The island is more welcoming than this road.

[ despite the nihilist temple.

the memory makes her recall their first conversation, and voices and things they may or may not here. it puts things into more context.

there is something said that sounds like a prayer to her, but.... ]

What do the Cetra hear?

[ what are the cetra? this is an invasion of privacy, but she thinks pretending she didn't see or hear anything isn't right either. ]

w6 monday

[residentflorist]

[sometime post-baby and post ita flocket cupcake gossipsmoochgate...they are here! i suppose here is jamba juice for now and they can go elsewhere later.]

Have you had a chance to try one of these yet? You can get them with just about any kind of fruit.

[sonorant]

Not from this particular place, but I'm not unfamiliar with smoothie shops. I'm partial to berry ones.

[ any kind of berry, really. ]

w6 saturday

[residentflorist]

[at this point, aerith can be found seated at the fountain in the middle of town with a jamba juice and just staring into the void. the drink is mostly full and seems to be something she grabbed out of habit, but it's fine. she waves when she sees robin though.]

That could've gone much better, I think.

[sonorant]

[ she comes over and sits down next to aerith. no smoothie or anything else. she folds her hands on her lap, and she nods. ]

It could have. I think there will be many regrets tonight.

w7 monday

[residentflorist]

[good morning robin!! aerith is at the cat store today and she's busy feeding the babies and making sure they're taken care of. mostly to give herself something to do...]

What do you think is going to happen to this place when we leave? [when, not if.]

[sonorant]

[ good morning! robin will help even if she will stop and pet cats that let her in between helping.

when is real. ]

I don't think it'd stop existing simply because we aren't here. It may not expand anymore because there's no one to react anymore, but it existed before we arrived.

It could go the way of the ones that show up on the other side.

[ abandoned and looks it. ]

w7 saturday

[residentflorist]

[back on the graveyard side of things and when everyone has had a chance to shower and heal up...she's off to find robin! she is one of the people aerith is purposefully looking for, so she will seek her out, and eventually when she does come across her...]

I think we deserve a treat after all of that, don't you? [it's easy to frame it that way, but knowing that tomorrow will be their last day here...well, she wants something easy and fun and one more good memory with people she's grown to love.]

[sonorant]

We should treat ourselves to whatever we want for our victory.

[ and it is a victory enough, in robin's mind. she holds her hand out to aerith. ]

What kind of treat do you want?