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Aug. 29th, 2004 @ 04:01 am [ Open ] Beneath a Tree
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From:sleeping_cetra
Date:August 30th, 2004 12:51 am (UTC)
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Aerith breathed a sigh of relief. She was rather happy to hear it would only be a minor bruise, but she still felt horrible for being the one to cause it in the first place.

"I want to thank you--" Aerith began upon realizing she had no knowledge of who he was. "I'm sorry I didn't even ask your name. I am Aerith Gainsborough."
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From:strifecloud
Date:August 30th, 2004 12:59 am (UTC)
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Cloud was somehow amused as to how he was, in a way, forced to introduce himself. "Cloud Strife." He said with a simple nod and rather eloquently at that. He decided to skip the other information of him. "Aerith, that sounds like a very lovely name..."

*That wasn't supposed to escape your mind, idiot!*

"I meant!" Cloud cleared his throat, feeling embarassed for his loss of control. But no blush could be seen. "W, we should probably get going now." His thumb pointed over to the path to the cafeteria, where he knew the infirmary was near. "Before it gets late. In any case, I could probably buy us dinner in the cafeteria. Ms. Anna wouldn't mind."

*That was to extend courtesy...* Cloud defended his own decision.
From:sleeping_cetra
Date:August 30th, 2004 02:47 am (UTC)
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"Aerith, that sounds like a very lovely name..."

Aerith couldn't help but allow the blush to deepen across her cheeks. Such compliments were rarely paid her way. Though often chased by various men, it was not the way in the sense she wanted to be. Mostly due to the desire of being used as a test subject for various experiments by Hojo himself.

"I thank you but I must decline and ask for a raincheck. I have class in the morning and I am hoping to find the greenhouse or gardens to see if I can get a job there," she apologized hating to turn down such delightful company with both young men. "I'm truly sorry."
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From:strifecloud
Date:August 30th, 2004 04:22 am (UTC)
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Cloud felt dismayed when he recieved Aerith's answer. But the question 'Why?' came and he pushed it off. Aerith was just a woman he passed by, why was he being disappointed? "Well...in that case, I guess we'll just stick to the infirmary plan. Or do you need to go back to the dorm? I can take him to the nurse for you." He hoped Aerith wasn't confused with his answer, he wasn't exactly sure what she meant to postpone.

And despite her company, Cloud hated how he was losing his cool. Stuff like this, he dismissed with a wave of a hand. He tried to see what was different but couldn't seem to find it...
From:sleeping_cetra
Date:August 30th, 2004 05:09 am (UTC)
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If Aerith held any confusion over his words, she didn't show it. Instead a warm smile had played itself upon the corners of her mouth.

"We should get him some ice," she replied turning her gaze once more to the young man in question. "I don't want that bruise to get any worse. I still feel horrible for causing it. I hope the both of you won't mind the company there but I can't stay long at all. With classes in the morning, I want some sleep."

She stole a glance at Cloud, allowing her first chance to study him even in the light of the moon. He had been the first man she had come across to actually find herself completely charmed by. Like those knights on white horses who saved the--

Aerith halted her thoughts and snapped her attention back to reality.
From:mnky_tail_thief
Date:August 30th, 2004 08:44 am (UTC)
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The words painfully echoed in and out of Zidane's mind like a chainsaw.


"...I offered to take him to the infirmary..."


"...I want to thank you--"


"...Aerith, that sounds like a very lovely name..."


"...I could probably buy us dinner..."


"...I can take him to the nurse for you..."





Zidane felt about as tall as a grain of rice.


And what's worse?


They were treating him like a CHILD.


*TAKE me to the nurse??* He thought. *GET me some ice?? What, am I three years old now?? I can take care of myself. It was just a damn bump on the head. I've gotten worse hits on the head from Blank.*

As he looked up at the woman he bumped into, then across at the other guy who showed up a moment later, he felt something inside him.


...Disgust.


...Resentment.


...Anger.


*Why do I feel like this?* He wondered to himself as they continued to talk amongst themselves while he quietly sat on the back-burner.

And then.. it finally hit him.

*She's... she's beautiful...* The thought entered his mind, ironically enough, like a thief in the night.. making him realize it before he even consciously thought it. The way the moonlight and the dimly-lit hallway lights reflected off of her fair skin, and her perfectly layed golden-brown hair.. he felt his heart racing, but couldn't explain it at all.

*What the hell? Am I falling... in LOVE with her?!* The notion seemed totally foreign to him. *B-but.. I don't even KNOW her! This makes no sense!* As much as he pondered the thought, he couldn't explain the feeling at all.

"...We should get him some ice..."

The words snapped him back to the grim reality, as he remembered the situation at hand.

He sighed softly to himself.

*Besides... look at them...* He told himself. *There's no place for me there... she likes Golden Boy over there -- it's obvious, the way she's blushing slightly, the way she's speaking. Even I can tell, and I never understand women. Besides... what about Garnet...?*

Accepting the harsh reality, Zidane stands back up to his full height, still holding his head with one hand. He gives them both a once-over, then turns around to face away from them both.

"Oh, no.." He said, his words having the slight hint of resentment and regret all at once as he spoke. "Don't change your plans on my account. I'll.. (grunt)... I'll be fine. Heh, it's just a little bump on the head, is all." Forcing himself to regain what little composure he has left, and even worse, forcefully pushing what tried to pass for a half-assed chuckle out of his lips, Zidane shakes his head to try and rid himself of those thoughts, as he makes his way back around the corner, going back the way he came and heading back towards his dorm room.

As he rounded the next corner only a few yards away from the two, he stopped and leaned up against the wall, then slid down it to a sitting position. Zidane wraps his arms around his knees and pulls them in close, burying his face in his knees.

*I don't know what to do....*


From:sleeping_cetra
Date:August 30th, 2004 11:57 pm (UTC)
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She opened her mouth to protest...to tell him that she wanted to help him but he was gone before the words even had the chance to reach her lips.

Aerith rocked back on the heels of her boots and frowned. This day was certainly not going any better than she had hoped. Her one chance to make a new friend had faded before her eyes.
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From:strifecloud
Date:August 31st, 2004 12:04 am (UTC)

OOC

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