october/november catch-all

[aflowers]

WHO: Aerith Gainsborough (and you?)
WHERE: around and about, mostly in Stygia!
WHEN: through the end of October and any time during November!
WHAT: catch-all; there's some notice board starters in here, or you can wildcard at any time!
WARNINGS: n/a, will update if anything comes up!

Comments

[prozaic]

Ah... [he's visibly disappointed.] Seems like I will just have to carry on being cautious, then.

It's fine, I got a little too excited. [then he gives himself a mental shake, tail flicking as the only evidence of his thought process. he can't really blame her for this, nor can he blame anyone else. it just... is.]

I'm still counting on you to watch my back.

[aflowers]

[ She feels awful. She didn't mislead him on purpose, of course, but she wasn't careful enough either when it came to making sure he knew her situation, and now he's disappointed...

Still, she does her best to keep the smile on her face, even as his tail flicks, visibly thinking over the situation. She can't help but for her thoughts to wander off slightly, to the idea of getting her hands on some Materia finally, to actually be able to help him so that he can use as much magic as he needs to use...

She offers him a small smile, regardless of the worries or the guilt she feels. ]

Watch your back? That's something I can do.

[prozaic]

[he's picked himself up because it's just something to deal with. no sense in wishing for the right circumstances, for her to assist him in the perfect way.]

Thank you very much.

[then he straightens up, sighing deeply as he hikes his shield up again.]

We should go now, don't you think? I am in no hurry... but there's nothing else for me to accomplish right now.

[aflowers]

[ She nods. ]

Actually, I'm not really sure what I'm meant to be trying to accomplish either, honestly, so...

[ The sentence slips out before she can quite stop it— before she's even really thought it properly— and Aerith wrinkles her nose in distaste. It seems the slight feeling of guilt for disappointing him has unsettled her more than she immediately realized, and it feels like something is trying to grasp her, to rub her nose in the fact.

She shakes her head, trying to free the feeling ]

Right. Yes. Let's go!

[ She sets off in what she hopes is the right direction— all the while making a quiet note to herself that once she gets a hold of her healing magic, she needs to find a way to help him. ]