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Got a potential inmate for you. That kid named R, might want to go bother him. He's on the network asking about a permanent warden.
Seems sweet. Needs someone with patience.
Seems sweet. Needs someone with patience.
Oh, R!
He is sweet. I gave him a bunch of flowers when he was first on the network. Apparently, he likes the color orange.
Is there anything he's struggling with right now? That you know of?
He is sweet. I gave him a bunch of flowers when he was first on the network. Apparently, he likes the color orange.
Is there anything he's struggling with right now? That you know of?
Yeah, apparently he can't read? Says he doesn't need to learn, it'll come back to him eventually whatever the fuck that means but I'm thinking maybe he needs some kinda...I don't know. Do they have things that if you put it against a written sentence it'll read it out loud? I thought one of the blind guys here had one.
...huh. I'm not exactly sure what that is but...I think I know what you're talking about.
I think there were machines like that. Or a...text to speech thing? Allen Walker knew of audiobooks, but that's different.
this place really makes me wish we had like...teachers or something. Um- who do we know that are, or were blind? There's at least one person here right?
I think there were machines like that. Or a...text to speech thing? Allen Walker knew of audiobooks, but that's different.
this place really makes me wish we had like...teachers or something. Um- who do we know that are, or were blind? There's at least one person here right?
Yeah. Fucking Arthur. I hate him, but..yeah.
But he might be able to help R.
That's more important than hate.
[She sighs.]
Did you hate Arthur before or after Max?
That's more important than hate.
[She sighs.]
Did you hate Arthur before or after Max?
After. Before, I couldn't give much of a shit.
Maybe hate's too strong a word. He pisses me off.
Maybe hate's too strong a word. He pisses me off.
Deeper than that. He makes my fists ache.
Cloud grunts. "Mostly just Sokie." Maybe it just feels like a lot because Sokie is kind of A Lot.
But Aerith is right - Cloud doesn't do love, or anything else, without giving it his all. She probably wouldn't like it if she knew just how serious it is - how, when Sephiroth talked about having Cloud with him for literal eternity, there was a part of Cloud that wanted that, too. How, somewhere deep down, he suspects that he'd never feel entirely whole in a world without Sephiroth in it.
And yet somehow that doesn't at all translate to feeling ready to think about marriage or anything like that. Feelings are one thing, but turning them into something tangible seems like a much bigger deal.
He listens to her concerns, and then he nods slowly. "Yeah. He does. As far as I'm concerned, he's fulfilled the responsibility he had to make things right with me, and I think Zack feels the same way. With you...that's between you and him."
But Aerith is right - Cloud doesn't do love, or anything else, without giving it his all. She probably wouldn't like it if she knew just how serious it is - how, when Sephiroth talked about having Cloud with him for literal eternity, there was a part of Cloud that wanted that, too. How, somewhere deep down, he suspects that he'd never feel entirely whole in a world without Sephiroth in it.
And yet somehow that doesn't at all translate to feeling ready to think about marriage or anything like that. Feelings are one thing, but turning them into something tangible seems like a much bigger deal.
He listens to her concerns, and then he nods slowly. "Yeah. He does. As far as I'm concerned, he's fulfilled the responsibility he had to make things right with me, and I think Zack feels the same way. With you...that's between you and him."
"The hot or not lady?"
Aerith didn't come across her often, surprisingly. But then, she was mostly in the Greenhouse, and Sokie was not. But that woman...what a force of personality.
But Aerith was far more focused on Cloud, and what this would mean. Should both of them graduate, this would not be the same world if all four of them went home together. The happy ever after wouldn't be the same.
But then, one having her alive and with Zack wouldn't be expected as a happy ever after either.
Her fingers ran over the mug.
"I don't know what will happen between us. I don't know if he even sees me Cloud. Am I even a person to him? Something he has to please to make you and Zack happy?"
She shrugged. "I'm still furious with him and the things he did to you, to Zack, and our world...yes. There's a reason. But my feelings..."
She sighed. "If he hurts you, even gives you a dirty look? I'm going to hit him with a metal chair. Then I'll chop them off."
Whatever 'them' was.
Aerith didn't come across her often, surprisingly. But then, she was mostly in the Greenhouse, and Sokie was not. But that woman...what a force of personality.
But Aerith was far more focused on Cloud, and what this would mean. Should both of them graduate, this would not be the same world if all four of them went home together. The happy ever after wouldn't be the same.
But then, one having her alive and with Zack wouldn't be expected as a happy ever after either.
Her fingers ran over the mug.
"I don't know what will happen between us. I don't know if he even sees me Cloud. Am I even a person to him? Something he has to please to make you and Zack happy?"
She shrugged. "I'm still furious with him and the things he did to you, to Zack, and our world...yes. There's a reason. But my feelings..."
She sighed. "If he hurts you, even gives you a dirty look? I'm going to hit him with a metal chair. Then I'll chop them off."
Whatever 'them' was.
I see...all right. Well, I'll keep your name out of it.
If I have to, I'll talk to John. Or Hanna. He knows Arthur.
If I have to, I'll talk to John. Or Hanna. He knows Arthur.
Oh, I don't care if he knows it was me or not.
I just don't want you to be tempted to punch him the face if he drops by to talk to you.
He's not going to want to talk to me, don't worry about it.
Right, okay.
By the way, I think some of the soap has finished curing. Wanna see?
By the way, I think some of the soap has finished curing. Wanna see?
Cloud snorts quietly. "Yeah, that's her. She's weird and likes to poke her nose into other people's business."
The question about whether Sephiroth sees her as a person gives him pause. "Honestly? Not sure. But the only way to be sure - and the only way to change it - is for you to talk to him. Maybe...for us to talk to him, together. If I was there too, would it help?"
He gives her a small, wry smile at the threats. Oh, he knows what 'they' are. He remembers. "Noted." Then, more serious but somewhat more relaxed, "Thanks, Aerith. For...hearing me out."
The question about whether Sephiroth sees her as a person gives him pause. "Honestly? Not sure. But the only way to be sure - and the only way to change it - is for you to talk to him. Maybe...for us to talk to him, together. If I was there too, would it help?"
He gives her a small, wry smile at the threats. Oh, he knows what 'they' are. He remembers. "Noted." Then, more serious but somewhat more relaxed, "Thanks, Aerith. For...hearing me out."
"It sounds like someone should give her a firm talking to. Unless...you think she's scary?"
It was a gentle tease. Very gentle. She didn't think Cloud disliked Sokie. Otherwise, he would have had a very different reaction at the mention of her name.
As for Sephiroth...well. She could just about see the slit pupils, and the insanity that had dwelled within, all in her mind's eye.
Aerith bit her lip. "Maybe once I've calmed down. I'm not going to handle this well and won't give him...a proper chance."
Even if she really didn't want to give him a chance, despite the men she cared about most in her life.
She made to take his hand and squeezed. "But...you're welcome. Thanks for telling me."
It was a gentle tease. Very gentle. She didn't think Cloud disliked Sokie. Otherwise, he would have had a very different reaction at the mention of her name.
As for Sephiroth...well. She could just about see the slit pupils, and the insanity that had dwelled within, all in her mind's eye.
Aerith bit her lip. "Maybe once I've calmed down. I'm not going to handle this well and won't give him...a proper chance."
Even if she really didn't want to give him a chance, despite the men she cared about most in her life.
She made to take his hand and squeezed. "But...you're welcome. Thanks for telling me."
Good day, Aerith. I believe I may need your assistance.
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