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.]

[ 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?

[ 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. ]

[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.

[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?

[ 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? ]

[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.]

[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.

[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.

[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.]

[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.]

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