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Aerith Gainsborough ([personal profile] planetdialup) wrote2024-07-15 08:48 am
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nonfictional: <user name="yayifications"> (with his leathery lace)

[personal profile] nonfictional 2024-10-15 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Aerith gets up, too, but Alan can't meet her gaze. He tries--a little shift to those green eyes before purposefully looking away. The brunette's got it in one.

"No." A pause. That's not right. He furrows his brows. Subconscious slip--he knows he should. Properly. He does his best to fight off the sudden burning feeling in his chest, clenching and unclenching his fists, fighting off his own personal thoughts and forcing himself to stay focused.

"Yes," he corrects himself, crossing his arms. "Before the barge, when we were working together. She knows."
nonfictional: <user name="yayifications"> (So can't you see the play he's staging?)

[personal profile] nonfictional 2024-10-16 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm taking care of it." Alan's words are short, curt, and immediate--when he does look at Aerith it's with a stern look, close to a warning. Anger rising. It's not fair to Aerith--none of this is--but Alan's stubbornness is bleeding through.