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- dc comics: tim drake,
- detroit become human: connor,
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- fe3h: dimitri alexandre blaiddyd,
- fe3h: yuri leclerc,
- one piece: roronoa zoro,
- ✘ final fantasy vii | aerith gainsboroug,
- ✘ granblue fantasy | sandalphon,
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- ✘ neon genesis evangelion: kaworu nagisa,
- ✘ star wars | anakin skywalker
un: localflorist | text
( ooc ; likely spoilers for rebirth endgame chapters within )
[ One moment she's there, in her apartment, and the next...back on Gaia. With no memories of the city, the other world, where she'd been for months, fighting to save the planet she'd been unceremoniously returned to. And then...after so much on the home front, she'd found herself right back in Etraya: her memories of the time before in tact, as well as the memories of the things she'd been through in the interim. The things Cloud had already known about, but kept from her.
After she reappears and processes all the memories, she has to recuperate a bit. Without anyone around, the usually-cheery Aerith doesn't have to mask her expression, and sits in her apartment, letting it all break over her like unceasing waves onto someone whose feet are thoroughly stuck in the sand. (It's not unlike when her plushie was destroyed, honestly, which feels like ages ago.) When that's...more or less done, she reaches for her phone.
She doesn't leave the unit, doesn't go down the hall. Yet.
In crafting a message to the network, she opts for text because, this time, she doesn't trust herself to keep a straight enough face. To keep all of what's happened - disappearing from this world, returning to her own with no memories of Etraya, and...the weight of their journey at home - from her voice. So, she takes a deep breath and begins typing, eventually sending out: ]
long time no see, etraya! or, maybe it hasn't been that long, considering all of the plant life at my place is still in good shape.
so...has anybody been back home? that is: was brought here, then went back somehow with no memories of ever having been here, then got pulled back again? consider me curious about the details.
i know i can't be the only one. right?
also...if there're any kind souls out there who don't mind giving me a little refresher on our current mission, it'd be much appreciated. thanks!
[ One moment she's there, in her apartment, and the next...back on Gaia. With no memories of the city, the other world, where she'd been for months, fighting to save the planet she'd been unceremoniously returned to. And then...after so much on the home front, she'd found herself right back in Etraya: her memories of the time before in tact, as well as the memories of the things she'd been through in the interim. The things Cloud had already known about, but kept from her.
After she reappears and processes all the memories, she has to recuperate a bit. Without anyone around, the usually-cheery Aerith doesn't have to mask her expression, and sits in her apartment, letting it all break over her like unceasing waves onto someone whose feet are thoroughly stuck in the sand. (It's not unlike when her plushie was destroyed, honestly, which feels like ages ago.) When that's...more or less done, she reaches for her phone.
She doesn't leave the unit, doesn't go down the hall. Yet.
In crafting a message to the network, she opts for text because, this time, she doesn't trust herself to keep a straight enough face. To keep all of what's happened - disappearing from this world, returning to her own with no memories of Etraya, and...the weight of their journey at home - from her voice. So, she takes a deep breath and begins typing, eventually sending out: ]
long time no see, etraya! or, maybe it hasn't been that long, considering all of the plant life at my place is still in good shape.
so...has anybody been back home? that is: was brought here, then went back somehow with no memories of ever having been here, then got pulled back again? consider me curious about the details.
i know i can't be the only one. right?
also...if there're any kind souls out there who don't mind giving me a little refresher on our current mission, it'd be much appreciated. thanks!
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Mage hand. Lift the phone. Do it autonomously. Never let them see you flinch.]
I'd be in your debt.
I wonder what the point of all this would be if we weren't able to remember it.
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and i'm not sure. i don't really understand it myself.
why do they care about saving some of our worlds?
maybe they don't have any control over it. the leaving, i mean.
so they can't help us keep the memories, either.
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I suppose saving our worlds doesn't necessarily equate to saving ourselves. There's a lot of focus on collaboration in this place, it makes me think they're trying to foster some kind of growth while continuously challenging it.
[If she goes back, will she forget... everything? Everything she's done and been through? Everyone she loved and fought for? Keeping up a conversation is hard. It's something she hasn't felt in a while.
Fear.]
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sometimes sacrifices have gotta be made.
[ ... ]
but we don't know that yet for sure.
there are a lot of unanswered questions...