[ Things have already been so chaotic lately, and then...this. The sound - whatever it is - seems to pierce her skull and reach the deepest recesses of her brain. From just outside her door at the apartments, Aerith suddenly doubles over, clutching her head and exclaiming in surprise. While the sound persists, she's unable to do much else: completely overwhelmed by its influence as she is. Eventually, though, when it subsides...she stands upright, wincing a bit and slowly, cautiously, removing her hands from her ears. ]
What...? [ It doesn't happen again, and so she glances around her to try and find someone else, to see if...it had somehow just been her, or if something new was developing in their strange new home. When she does spot someone - whether outside of their own residence, or down on the ground - she'll wave and call out to get their attention. ]
Are you okay? Did you hear that, too? [ Hopefully, she's not just going a little crazy...but, if she isn't, then there are other possible (dangerous?) implications... ]
disaster - on the way to the lemon cello church
[ After confirming that she hadn't been the only one to 'experience' the difficult-to-describe sound, she'd taken off for the church without a real purpose in mind. It'd always been a place of peace and security for her, and even in its altered form, it's definitely still her general base of operations. As such, Aerith is on the road in that direction when the vision hits her.
This is not her first unexplained vision, but it's also not like the ones she'd experienced in Midgar. It has nothing to do with the Planet, for one thing, and it's...longer. More solid, like a real memory she'd experienced, though she'd otherwise have said she'd never witnessed this event at all.
After it passes, she sways a bit in place, returning to herself. The flower girl presses her hand to her head for a moment, recovering for the second time in one day from something like this, but she soon shakes it off and collects herself, glancing around. ]
Oof. The hits just keep coming. [ There's a little smile, but anyone can see that she has no idea what's happening and is at least a little fazed by it all. ] That was...something, huh? I'm assuming you saw it, too? Like with that sound earlier... Seems like we're learning more and more about this world, but...all of a sudden.
memory swap - wherever you are!
Hey... [ Aerith - or, a brunette in a pink dress, if you've never met her - approaches with a hand raised in tentative greeting, her expression...uncertain. Once she's called out, she leans forward a little, hands behind her back as she seems to think about what to say next, choosing her words carefully. ]
Um, this is gonna sound...kinda crazy, but...can we talk? [ She straightens up again and crosses her arms, frowning slightly. ] I can't quite put my finger on it, but...I think I have something that belongs to you. Got a minute?
aerith | ota
[ Things have already been so chaotic lately, and then...this. The sound - whatever it is - seems to pierce her skull and reach the deepest recesses of her brain. From just outside her door at the apartments, Aerith suddenly doubles over, clutching her head and exclaiming in surprise. While the sound persists, she's unable to do much else: completely overwhelmed by its influence as she is. Eventually, though, when it subsides...she stands upright, wincing a bit and slowly, cautiously, removing her hands from her ears. ]
What...? [ It doesn't happen again, and so she glances around her to try and find someone else, to see if...it had somehow just been her, or if something new was developing in their strange new home. When she does spot someone - whether outside of their own residence, or down on the ground - she'll wave and call out to get their attention. ]
Are you okay? Did you hear that, too? [ Hopefully, she's not just going a little crazy...but, if she isn't, then there are other possible (dangerous?) implications... ]
disaster - on the way to the lemon cello church
[ After confirming that she hadn't been the only one to 'experience' the difficult-to-describe sound, she'd taken off for the church without a real purpose in mind. It'd always been a place of peace and security for her, and even in its altered form, it's definitely still her general base of operations. As such, Aerith is on the road in that direction when the vision hits her.
This is not her first unexplained vision, but it's also not like the ones she'd experienced in Midgar. It has nothing to do with the Planet, for one thing, and it's...longer. More solid, like a real memory she'd experienced, though she'd otherwise have said she'd never witnessed this event at all.
After it passes, she sways a bit in place, returning to herself. The flower girl presses her hand to her head for a moment, recovering for the second time in one day from something like this, but she soon shakes it off and collects herself, glancing around. ]
Oof. The hits just keep coming. [ There's a little smile, but anyone can see that she has no idea what's happening and is at least a little fazed by it all. ] That was...something, huh? I'm assuming you saw it, too? Like with that sound earlier... Seems like we're learning more and more about this world, but...all of a sudden.
memory swap - wherever you are!
Hey... [ Aerith - or, a brunette in a pink dress, if you've never met her - approaches with a hand raised in tentative greeting, her expression...uncertain. Once she's called out, she leans forward a little, hands behind her back as she seems to think about what to say next, choosing her words carefully. ]
Um, this is gonna sound...kinda crazy, but...can we talk? [ She straightens up again and crosses her arms, frowning slightly. ] I can't quite put my finger on it, but...I think I have something that belongs to you. Got a minute?
( ooc ; swapped memories based on signups here! )