[ Aerith leaves over Cloud. She sees him; she sees through him. She doesn't see him except as a mish-mash of features. Only the musculature of a SOLDIER body lies on her table, and the trademark mako glow stares at her. There are no skies in the labs, nor are there bodyguards willing to do embarrass themselves for a childhood friend -- and in the process endear themselves to a new one.
Her tone is playful. It's not a tone Aerith would take with Cloud. There's no warmth in it. ]
You wanted to be SOLDIER. Well, you got it! But there are strings attached. There always are. You understand, right?
[ Agreeing to surgery. Throwing their lot in with Shinra. Why don't they realize something will happen?
She knows a SOLDIER can take it, so there is no point in deliberating. The scalpel rises to the exposed forearm and finds its target with just the slightest pressure, ready to cut into the flesh. ]
as okay as absolute wrongness can be XD
[ Aerith leaves over Cloud. She sees him; she sees through him. She doesn't see him except as a mish-mash of features. Only the musculature of a SOLDIER body lies on her table, and the trademark mako glow stares at her. There are no skies in the labs, nor are there bodyguards willing to do embarrass themselves for a childhood friend -- and in the process endear themselves to a new one.
Her tone is playful. It's not a tone Aerith would take with Cloud. There's no warmth in it. ]
You wanted to be SOLDIER. Well, you got it! But there are strings attached. There always are. You understand, right?
[ Agreeing to surgery. Throwing their lot in with Shinra. Why don't they realize something will happen?
She knows a SOLDIER can take it, so there is no point in deliberating. The scalpel rises to the exposed forearm and finds its target with just the slightest pressure, ready to cut into the flesh. ]