Breath of Air
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- Apr 11, 2005
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This is a closed thread between myself and Lotharian. We may invite certain people to join us later... but don't invite yourself.
Aeris Gainsborough sat in the common room of the Red Dragon, Wutai. The twenty-two year old ex-flower girl sat alone, her green eyes somewhat vacant as she watched her glass of cola turning round, and round, as she slowly manipulated it with her delicate hands.
Her time was fast approaching, and she knew it. The last Cetra... she didn't have time, and couldn't take the risks, for adventures like the one today. Rescuing Yuffie and Elena from that monstrous Don Corneo. Not that she didn't care about them - far from it - but she knew something dreadfully important was going to happen soon, and she would be at the nucleus of it.
It was late, she realized, and she was the only member of AVALANCHE still in the common room. Even those Turks had retired at last... She didn't quite know what to think of them... they'd fought before, of course, and were the henchmen of the company that only wished to steal her away and perform hideous tests on her... but at the same time, they were strangely likeable.
She took another sip of her drink, brushing a silky lock of hair out of her face, thinking that she should probably head to her room soon.
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Aeris Gainsborough sat in the common room of the Red Dragon, Wutai. The twenty-two year old ex-flower girl sat alone, her green eyes somewhat vacant as she watched her glass of cola turning round, and round, as she slowly manipulated it with her delicate hands.
Her time was fast approaching, and she knew it. The last Cetra... she didn't have time, and couldn't take the risks, for adventures like the one today. Rescuing Yuffie and Elena from that monstrous Don Corneo. Not that she didn't care about them - far from it - but she knew something dreadfully important was going to happen soon, and she would be at the nucleus of it.
It was late, she realized, and she was the only member of AVALANCHE still in the common room. Even those Turks had retired at last... She didn't quite know what to think of them... they'd fought before, of course, and were the henchmen of the company that only wished to steal her away and perform hideous tests on her... but at the same time, they were strangely likeable.
She took another sip of her drink, brushing a silky lock of hair out of her face, thinking that she should probably head to her room soon.