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[lukoi]

AERITH GAINSBOROUGH
JOURNAL: inheritedearth
VOICE: ★★★★★

RENO
JOURNAL: emcharge
VOICE: ★★★★✩

BIGGS
JOURNAL: leafhouse
VOICE: ★★★★★

RUFUS SHINRA
JOURNAL: shinralegacy
VOICE: ★★★✩✩

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Want to play with any of the above? Leave a comment with their name in the header and a prompt or a starter and I'll get back to you! ➝ AUs welcome! Otherwise, all characters are available from various canon points: OG, Advent Children or Remake. ➝ Some memes for ideas: caught in the rain, soulmates, body heat, otherworldly, deserted island, and of course random scenario. Feel free to make up your own! Hell, you can even just text them, they've all got phones. ➝ Other old muses (Cloud, Cid, Yuffie) in need of dusting off are tentatively available for tagging out later on!

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[parrys]

[He knows she's teasing him and he frowns at her. It's not as harsh as he wants, though - because deep inside yeah, being heroic is what he's always wanted to be. Even if she might be making fun of him.

Her appreciation makes him feel self conscious, that's for sure. How the hell he expected to strut into Midgar and be able to become a hero, preening under attention and admiration, is beyond him.

He really had been a stupid kid.]

You think maybe you can stay out of trouble for a few days, then? [Might as well give what he gets, right? ] Gotta make sure Barret doesn't get us thrown out of town as soon as we get to Kalm, and I don't feel like babysitting both of you.

[inheritedearth]

[She lays a hand over her heart, as though prepared to swear the most solemn oath.]

I'll do my very best! You can count on me.

[She'd like to think she's at least proven herself reliable, even with her nose for getting into scrapes.]

I do have to wonder how people will react to him once we get to Kalm... oh, or Red.

[They're certainly an interesting group.]

I wouldn't know from experience, but you don't see a lot of groups like ours out and about, do you? We're... kind of easy to spot.

[Hmm. Not great if they're being followed.]

[parrys]

[ That's a bridge they will have to cross when they get there. Red seems inclined to keep his nose out of the more dramatic type of trouble Barret jumps into, thankfully. Maybe he'll stay back and they can smuggle him into a room?

Cloud feels completely out of his element here. They all probably do. ]

That's true. [Glancing at her, he notes the bright ribbon in her hair, and his lips curve up into the smallest smirk. ] Doesn't help when we have some who run around in bright colors. Makes it hard to blend in.

[inheritedearth]

[She follows his gaze towards her hair, then reaches back to close her hand around the base of her braid for a moment, letting the ribbon catch between her fingers.]

What, this?

[Her smile quirks to one side.]

The ribbon is non-negotiable! And so is the dress— I look good in pink, you know.

[She's been told so!]

We could probably make our weapons a little less conspicuous somehow, though?

[parrys]

[Excuse you, Aerith, he's been doing a great job of pretending he's the only one who doesn't stand out.

Calling him out like this...how can he continue to live in denial? His mouth curves up in one corner, a smirk, as he lays a hand on the handle of his sword. Always there, just at his side.]

Not everyone has a retractable weapon like some of us. [The truth is this - Tifa is the only normal one in their party.] You find me a sword that does it, I'll get it.

[He doubts she'll come across it, but call it a challenge.]

You wear anything that isn't pink?

[inheritedearth]

[Sorry, Cloud, you’ll need to face the truth sometime!]

My jacket is red.

[Very matter-of-fact— and only partly answering his question.]

There must be something to hide your sword in. Don’t they make cases for them or something?

[Scabbards. She means scabbards.]

[parrys]

[He gives Aerith his most deadpan expression. He's not even gonna comment on her correcting him on her color choices because yeah it's red but pink is in that color family.

Not that he's an expert. Which is exactly why he doesn't mention it.]

Or something. [Blandest reply ever. Is he...teasing her? Maybe. His eyes aren't quite pulling off what he's trying to sell, here.] Don't think something like this can fit on my hip, though.

[The pat he gives his sword can only be described as affectionate.]

[inheritedearth]

[She scrunches her face at him in reply, nose wrinkling. She hears that tone in your voice, sir.]

You could still wear it on your back! It just won't draw as much attention if it's not... you know. Out there.

[With the blade all out and naked.

She eyes that affectionate pat suspiciously.]

Have you ever considered downsizing?