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[wingenvy]

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"Zack here! Leave a message!"

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[asphodels]

Zack? Are you busy?

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[wingenvy]

[wow, text? that's surprisingly impersonal for Aerith. something wrong?]

free as a bird. wanna meet somewhere?

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[asphodels]

Mm. Can I come to your ship?

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[asphodels]

[ ATTACHMENT: photo ]

[ It's a photo of her and Cloud upside down on a rollercoaster. ]

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[wingenvy]

[YELLS

oh wait this is text]

BEAUTIFUL!!!!

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[moseyin]

hey did you have one of those creepy visiond too

[wingenvy]

sure did

it was awesome, just what I wanted

so what brand of brain garbage was dumped on you

action. ( backdated to fun planet not sad planet )

[asphodels]

[ KNOCK KNOCK

THERE'S A CUTE GIRL AT YOUR DOOR

BETTER ANSWER IT ZACK ]

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[wingenvy]

[WELL HECK IF HE'S GONNA LET THAT GO UNANSWERED, what kind of fool do you take him for]

Hey there! You caught me just in time, I was about to go out.

[to see her, probably?? it's weird to have all this free time and it takes genuine willpower not to just hover around her constantly.]

text. not backdated B)

[asphodels]

Zack? Are you awake?

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[wingenvy]

I am now. you ok?

[fallbythesword]

[ This short thing is new on the Caprine! Only been here a few hours, and she's already barefoot and wandering the halls, looking into rooms - not really saying anything to anyone, just taking stock of the situation.

Until she sees this tall guy wearing a certain shirt. ... That makes her stop what she's doing and stare for a second. ]

... That isn't some kind of ship uniform, is it?

[ because dear god. ]

[wingenvy]

[whoops, caught in the act. he's very fashionably doing squats, but once called out he straightens up and offers her a wave.]

Uniform, huh... well, it isn't yet, but I might just be tempted to suggest it to the captain! I think we'd all look pretty great.

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[pain_train]

hey zack everything blew up so wanna get a drink

[wingenvy]

100% down for that

name the time and place

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[moseyin]

[shortly after the conclusion of this thread]

I need a distraction

up for a fight

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[wingenvy]

you know it. iskaulit?

[everything is shitty and it might feel good to hit things. drinking sure didn't help much.]

[asphodels]

[ Being on the same ship has some advantages, and one of those is that Aerith can sneak into Zack's room when he's out and about because she knows, for certain, that he isn't there. What's left on his bed is a little wrapped box, and inside is a series of little presents to go with it: a soft toy; a pair of leather gloves; some heart-shaped chocolate; a set of photos in frames; some workout clothes - including a vest that doesn't have silly words on it this time - and a small bunch of yellow flowers tied together with a pink ribbon. Under all of them is a single letter, the last one of all the ones she sent him. She has the others, but she thinks that one is the one she wants him to have the most, for now. ]

[wingenvy]

[When he enters the room and finds the pile waiting there for him, he gets a goofy grin, knowing immediately that it's from her. Who else would give him this sort of stuff? The dog plush goes on a shelf with the other one, the photos go on the wall, the gloves go right on - he likes wearing them, okay - and the clothes get held up against his body and set aside as a "wear this later" note to self. He's not sure what to do with the flowers, so he'll have to get Aerith to help him find a vase or something later. He almost misses the note entirely, the corner of it crinkling under his knee as he hangs up the last photo. Curious and confused, he lifts and unfolds it, still smiling.

It fades as he recognizes the words, the sad yet hopeful sentiment behind that final farewell she'd given to him. He knows it immediately, of course; he'd never forgotten this, and he suspects he never will. It'd been a source of despair and determination, both- driving home the fear that he'd been left behind to time, that saying goodbye meant letting him go and moving on, that he'd become irrelevant in the hearts of those he cared for the most. It'd been the final push needed to get his ass to Midgar, regardless of the danger. To find out if, somehow, after everything, he'd get another chance. Sephiroth and Hojo had stolen his present, but he wasn't going to let them take away his future. ...Of course, he'd ended up losing everything as a result... that wasn't her fault, though. Sooner or later, his path would have led him to Midgar. It was home. She was home.

He'll be like that for a long while, curled up on his bed, hunched over the letter, deeply lost in his own thoughts. How the hell did she even get this...?]

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[asphodels]

Are you busy? :)

[ it's like eleven pm what could he be doing ]

[wingenvy]

[squats?]

I'm very busy!






.......talking to you :D

text - 2 am

[moseyin]

help how do i go down on a gir l

[wingenvy]

[huhwhuwhat time is it

......

wh]

uhhhhhh with your tongue??

[so helpful. so helpful. oh god it's 2am.]

text. backdated to the fight with cloud.

[asphodels]

I punched Cloud but I don’t think I did it right.

[wingenvy]

[oh no.]

is your hand ok??? did you break it??