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001 || dream a dream of me.
[Some dreams have some fluidity. They remain constant, with an overlaying theme - much like a storybook of the consciousness. Others can be sporadic, having no meaning, and easily shifting from one thing to the next. They can be serious, or strange. They can be hopeful, or heartbreaking.
Or... they could be Zack's dreams.
As it is, a deep, dark violet night sky floods the area. You might see quite a bit of snow, as if walking up a steep mountain, with the ice wind blowing through your hair. And right at the cliff's edge stands a man wielding a long, sturdy sword, resting safely upon his back. The weight doesn't seem to bother him in the least - if anything, he's accustomed to it by now, both hands on his hips as glowing, bright blue eyes stare off to the distance.
What could be he thinking about?]
Or... they could be Zack's dreams.
As it is, a deep, dark violet night sky floods the area. You might see quite a bit of snow, as if walking up a steep mountain, with the ice wind blowing through your hair. And right at the cliff's edge stands a man wielding a long, sturdy sword, resting safely upon his back. The weight doesn't seem to bother him in the least - if anything, he's accustomed to it by now, both hands on his hips as glowing, bright blue eyes stare off to the distance.
What could be he thinking about?]
at least they die happy together? ;;
[The question comes suddenly, almost interrupting her as if he was trying to get it out before she could protest. It's honest, and true, laced with quiet emotion that's difficult to pinpoint at first, but there.
Because if she's from the future... he needs to know. He wants to make sure hers is bright - filled with happy memories of friends, and pleasant times with him.]
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There's only so long she can keep her composure, though, and she lowers her face, naturally looking away with him behind her. She rests her arm on his wrapped around her. ]
That's your one question.
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[The worry is thick in his tone, catching that little falter.]
You alright? If I said anything I wasn't supposed to...
I'M SORRY SHE'S BEING DEPRESSING FOR ZACK
NOW HE FEELS BAD. ;;
Aerith, come on. Tell me what's wrong.
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...We don't date anymore.
[ That...may not sound much better. ]
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W... hat?
[Excuse him, he's just at a COMPLETE loss for words. He thought everything was going so well!]
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--It wasn't your fault. And I still, I...care about you. A lot.
[ She shakes her head. ] Can we just have fun for now? As friends. Let's go meet yours!
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Maybe now that she told him, he can stop it from happening.]
...y-yeah. Yeah, got a bit sidetracked there, didn't I?
[A *lot* sidetracked. But that was okay. Because how he's gently gripping her hand again, starting to lead her down the winding slope.]
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[Because he's still not entirely comfortable talking about... that. Not yet, at least. This was only his second trip to Modeoheim and the memories still were fresh in his mind.]
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So she squeezes his hand, giving a soft knock of her head to his shoulder to rest on. ]
Ahhh, this and that are the tough ones. [ But she doesn't feel a need to press him. ]
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How're the flowers, in your time? Are they still alright?
/makes up names for the slum kids, lol
COLE MCGRATH bajbfbn
No. No, not thinking about that. This wasn't the time or place to.]
You sure seemed to be popular down there anyway - it's great those kids have some kind of a mother-figure, yanno?
And then the city was ruined --oh that happened anyway.
By... twisters and electricity DAMN IT COLE.
And we're workin' together, remember? So that means you've gotta come up with some, too. Or... will. Or somethin'.
And here they were worried about Meteor!
President Shinra: HIRE THAT BOY.
I mean... we're here now, but you said I'm only dreaming this. Once I wake up, you'll be gone again.
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Will you? Keep visiting.
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Even if something happens to separate us, I'm gonna be back someday. You trust me on that... right?
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...
[ ...Nope, not doing seriousness. ] I don't know if I can trust your sense of direction. [ The look she gives him says it clearly: she's just ribbing him. ]
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It was the most he could give her.]
If not by you, it's by your little 'followers' down there.
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