Who: Aerith Gainsborough and YOU What: A general catchall log for the month! Where: Various locations within. When: Throughout the month. Content Warnings: n/a, will update if needed
[Tifa's eyes round out with surprise when Aerith poses her with the question, putting her in the hot seat. They're starting that now, huh? Well, in that case...]
Favourite food... hmm.
[She has to think about it, buying herself some time to give Mireille another scritch on the head, but by then, she thinks she already has an answer, and boy is it a little embarrassing.]
I'm gonna have to go with a really good homemade burger.
[It's definitely nothing fancy, but if she were to have one right now, it would bring back a lot of fond memories of home.]
We used to make them sometimes, during our downtime at Seventh Heaven, or after everyone got back from a successful mission. Jessie would help me with the meat, and Biggs'd fire up the grill, while Wedge waited and asked us how long it'd be until they were ready.
[ She smiles at the answer, but it deepens into something warmer when Tifa begins to explain, to talk about the people who made the memory of the food so much better. Aerith nods, understanding, and quietly grateful that the other had felt comfortable sharing a bit more personal like that. ]
That sounds really tasty. With a homemade burger, a drink from the bar, and good company? You can't go wrong!
[ Man. She wishes they could do all that right now... ]
Do you want any sides with that? [ Aerith asks, still grinning even as she tackles some of the last of the grime. ] Fries? Salad?
Honestly? Can't go wrong with a good side salad, either!
[As much as she loves fries, a crisp salad next to a giant burger is one of the finer and simpler things in life. Especially on the days when Midgar would get hot and muggy, it was refreshing, and made her feel like she was making at least one good choice that day.]
A burger, a salad, and a cold beer to wash it all down.
[She's feeling nostalgic now... There's even a slight pull in her chest when she remembers the sounds of their bottles clinking together, toasting to another successful mission.]
I agree! It's a nice complement to the burger for sure.
[ Cool and crisp meets warm and heavy! She still likes a good fry, but sometimes the combo can be a bit much... ]
Me? Hmm... [ She stops her cleaning to consider, having to remind herself not to put her hands anywhere near her face while she's wearing the gloves. ] I'm not sure. I really love a good breakfast, though, you know? Like when Mom used to make eggs and bacon, and pancakes...with a mug of coffee, and maybe some orange juice? [ ...Now she's getting nostalgic! ] It was just such a nice way to start the day. Plus, it was really, really delicious.
[It seems like both of them share something else in common—the memories that come with the food are just as important as the food itself.]
Elmyra was a pretty great cook, I can imagine how the house must've smelled in the mornings!
[She only had the opportunity to try her cooking once, when they'd stayed the night before heading off to rescue Aerith from the clutches of Shinra, but she would go back in a heartbeat.]
I'd love to try a breakfast like that sometime. [Well, one that isn't cooked by Tifa!] How about when we go back? Breakfast at your place?
[It's... only a dream at this point. They can't go back to Midgar when they leave this place—she knows that—but it's still fun to talk about, and who knows, maybe in the future, when they're through with all of this, it can be something for them to look forward to.]
Right... I almost forgot that you met her. [ She smiles softly, though, masking the twinge of sadness at missing her mother in the time that they'd been away. ] Well, I hope you get to try it one day! I'm sure she'd love to have you.
[ The idea has her perk up again with delight, and Aerith is quick to nod in response. ]
Absolutely! Breakfast at my place. Don't forget, okay? We definitely have to make it happen!
[ If they get the chance, anyway. If they do...it'd be nice to have something simple and happy like a group breakfast at home to look forward to. ]
[Tifa's used to being up bright and early, she would definitely beat the boys to the punch. The early bird gets the worm, right?]
I'll even see if I can whip up some of Seventh Heaven's famous eggs, scrambled. My secret recipe!
[There really is no trick or secret to cooking Midgar's greatest scrambled eggs, but it's the love that goes into the cooking, right? That's the secret ingredient.]
That'll be the first thing we do when we're back home, alright?
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Favourite food... hmm.
[She has to think about it, buying herself some time to give Mireille another scritch on the head, but by then, she thinks she already has an answer, and boy is it a little embarrassing.]
I'm gonna have to go with a really good homemade burger.
[It's definitely nothing fancy, but if she were to have one right now, it would bring back a lot of fond memories of home.]
We used to make them sometimes, during our downtime at Seventh Heaven, or after everyone got back from a successful mission. Jessie would help me with the meat, and Biggs'd fire up the grill, while Wedge waited and asked us how long it'd be until they were ready.
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That sounds really tasty. With a homemade burger, a drink from the bar, and good company? You can't go wrong!
[ Man. She wishes they could do all that right now... ]
Do you want any sides with that? [ Aerith asks, still grinning even as she tackles some of the last of the grime. ] Fries? Salad?
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[As much as she loves fries, a crisp salad next to a giant burger is one of the finer and simpler things in life. Especially on the days when Midgar would get hot and muggy, it was refreshing, and made her feel like she was making at least one good choice that day.]
A burger, a salad, and a cold beer to wash it all down.
[She's feeling nostalgic now... There's even a slight pull in her chest when she remembers the sounds of their bottles clinking together, toasting to another successful mission.]
What about you?
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[ Cool and crisp meets warm and heavy! She still likes a good fry, but sometimes the combo can be a bit much... ]
Me? Hmm... [ She stops her cleaning to consider, having to remind herself not to put her hands anywhere near her face while she's wearing the gloves. ] I'm not sure. I really love a good breakfast, though, you know? Like when Mom used to make eggs and bacon, and pancakes...with a mug of coffee, and maybe some orange juice? [ ...Now she's getting nostalgic! ] It was just such a nice way to start the day. Plus, it was really, really delicious.
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Elmyra was a pretty great cook, I can imagine how the house must've smelled in the mornings!
[She only had the opportunity to try her cooking once, when they'd stayed the night before heading off to rescue Aerith from the clutches of Shinra, but she would go back in a heartbeat.]
I'd love to try a breakfast like that sometime. [Well, one that isn't cooked by Tifa!] How about when we go back? Breakfast at your place?
[It's... only a dream at this point. They can't go back to Midgar when they leave this place—she knows that—but it's still fun to talk about, and who knows, maybe in the future, when they're through with all of this, it can be something for them to look forward to.]
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[ The idea has her perk up again with delight, and Aerith is quick to nod in response. ]
Absolutely! Breakfast at my place. Don't forget, okay? We definitely have to make it happen!
[ If they get the chance, anyway. If they do...it'd be nice to have something simple and happy like a group breakfast at home to look forward to. ]
this seems like a cute place to wrap it up!
[Tifa's used to being up bright and early, she would definitely beat the boys to the punch. The early bird gets the worm, right?]
I'll even see if I can whip up some of Seventh Heaven's famous eggs, scrambled. My secret recipe!
[There really is no trick or secret to cooking Midgar's greatest scrambled eggs, but it's the love that goes into the cooking, right? That's the secret ingredient.]
That'll be the first thing we do when we're back home, alright?
definitely! /o
Aerith nods, expression warm with the idea of this future plan. It's...like a beacon: far-off, but visible and encouraging. ]
Alright. Don't forget, okay? I'll see you there.