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Alfyn

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From Latin salvus, "healthy," due to the herb's use in healing and medicine
Compassion, thoughtfulness, healing

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[and so here we are on monday, and aerith is making her way through town being nosy and peering at all of the plaques plastered on the mailboxes to get an idea of who is living where. it's in her wanderings that she finds that she's not alone, and upon seeing alfyn she offers a smile. are there words somewhere on her person? yes. is she holding her arms in a way that means they can't be seen just yet? also yes.]

Hey. It's Alfyn, isn't it? How are you doing?

[she's looping back to the pyre, though she stops short upon seeing the fact it's fucking blue now? ignore that she is so full of smoke and has to stop to cough and try to clear her throat, but she immediately approaches alfyn.]

...how do you think this happened if we couldn't even leave last night?

[ well! here we are, outside of the theater. not inside it, no, but outside.

there's the chopping sound of metal on wood, and following the noise brings you to... alfyn! he's taken off his green vest and folded it neatly to the side with his satchel, swinging the axe expertly and breaking down a few of the already broken benches into smaller pieces. the weapon isn't technically meant for this task, but it's all that he's got - so he does with it what he can.

some of it's been chopped into rectangular pieces, maybe a foot by two feet. as he gets a few more pieces done, he expertly swings the axe down with one hand so that it lands carefully in the dirt, bringing his other hand up to wipe the back of his wrist across his forehead.

when he notices someone's come along, he offers a crooked, if tired, smile. ]

Hey, Aerth. Just uh. Just tryin' to keep busy.

[ local country boy man stands in the funky fashionista, clearly a little overwhelmed. when he notices aerith is there, too, he looks... helplessly at her, sheepish in it despite himself. ]

Don't think I've seen so many clothes in one place before. Where do you even start with all of it..?

[ he picks at his green vest thoughtfully, shuffling closer to bump into her without even thinking about it. he's not realized that it's affection week so this is totally normal behavior. ]

[boy you better be resting in a cute bed in someone's animal crossing house because she's going to wander into the last place she thinks alfyn was taken to come check on him. she does have some manners though, politely observing for a few moments before speaking up.]

...mind if I join you for a little while? [she wants to also double check on how he's healing up/if things got addressed.]

[hi alfyn! somewhere around the town, perhaps on their way out or returning from the door in the woods, aerith will spot him.]

Alfyn! [she bounds over to him with a cheery little wave.] Where're you headed today?

[she doesn't really get to ask much else though before the shadows close in, and there's a displeased noise from aerith before alfyn is subjected to a memory until 16:52. sorry it's a little long, you can also assume part of the memory includes cloud beating the shit out of reno.]

[at some point when the party winds down a little...she's still in the vineyard! sort of just glancing around at their set-up. she's still somewhat transparent on-sight but it doesn't look like she's going anywhere for a bit.]

They look like they're growing pretty well, wouldn't you say? [light and conversational, but she's bursting with energy. friends! seeing friends!]

Edited 2024-07-24 21:48 (UTC)

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w0 monday

w0 friday

wk 0; sunday

wk 1; monday

w1 thursday

w2 monday

w6 wednesday