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jigokucho2022-07-02 12:41 pm
everblooms) wrote in jigokucho2022-07-02 12:41 pm
video | un: flowery
[ When the camera feed clicks onto focus, it's settled on the frame of a young woman. Dressed in a pink dress with a red biker's jacket, she adjusts something out of view briefly. To some, this is likely a very familiar image: Aerith never seems to stop working, always looking to do something. In this case, it's clear she outdoors, under the warm glow of Hell's sun (or the equivalent of it, at least.)
She comes back into view, braid slipping back over her shoulder as she turns her head back to the camera. A woven wicker basket slipped over her arm and hanging from her elbow, she smiles brilliantly, brightly, and without abandon. ]
Heya!
[ Normal greeting so far. Still, it's not like the network is her usual point of address at this point. The camera stays balanced, on a chair, or table, or something else, perhaps. Aerith steps back several feet to reveal the area she's in: A field of flowers. Keen-eyed viewers will see that there's a number of different breeds of flowers decorating the open field. People with familiarity of the city might note that this appears to be an area in neutral territory that was underdeveloped and forgotten at some point. Nature had been reclaiming it, but with greenery, dying trees, and burnt grass. This space had no flowers, as late as just a few hours ago.
Until now.
They stand in full bloom, impossibly bright and cheerful, as if giving their own greeting to the audience. The woman in the pink dress, Aerith, places her hands together, over her lap, excitedly turning back to look out into the field as her hair trails in the wind. Then, turning back to the camera, she leans forward at the hips and places her knuckles there, too. ]
So, what do you think? Not too bad, huh? It took a while, but I managed to make them all grow myself. I... really want to fill this place up with flowers. After everything we've been through, I think that'd be nice. Don't you? Everyone needs a reminder from time to time that life never stops moving. It keeps growing, and blossoming, no matter what. I think we can be like flowers in our way, and these children will be a good reminder! Now, let's get started on that, shall we? If anyone wants some flowers, let me know.
If you need something specific, I'll make it for you. Sky's the limit, so don't hold back. As for the price, we'll negotiate. I've got experience with this, so leave it to me.
[ Guess who unlocked the ability to grow flowers at will? This gal. ]
She comes back into view, braid slipping back over her shoulder as she turns her head back to the camera. A woven wicker basket slipped over her arm and hanging from her elbow, she smiles brilliantly, brightly, and without abandon. ]
Heya!
[ Normal greeting so far. Still, it's not like the network is her usual point of address at this point. The camera stays balanced, on a chair, or table, or something else, perhaps. Aerith steps back several feet to reveal the area she's in: A field of flowers. Keen-eyed viewers will see that there's a number of different breeds of flowers decorating the open field. People with familiarity of the city might note that this appears to be an area in neutral territory that was underdeveloped and forgotten at some point. Nature had been reclaiming it, but with greenery, dying trees, and burnt grass. This space had no flowers, as late as just a few hours ago.
Until now.
They stand in full bloom, impossibly bright and cheerful, as if giving their own greeting to the audience. The woman in the pink dress, Aerith, places her hands together, over her lap, excitedly turning back to look out into the field as her hair trails in the wind. Then, turning back to the camera, she leans forward at the hips and places her knuckles there, too. ]
So, what do you think? Not too bad, huh? It took a while, but I managed to make them all grow myself. I... really want to fill this place up with flowers. After everything we've been through, I think that'd be nice. Don't you? Everyone needs a reminder from time to time that life never stops moving. It keeps growing, and blossoming, no matter what. I think we can be like flowers in our way, and these children will be a good reminder! Now, let's get started on that, shall we? If anyone wants some flowers, let me know.
If you need something specific, I'll make it for you. Sky's the limit, so don't hold back. As for the price, we'll negotiate. I've got experience with this, so leave it to me.
[ Guess who unlocked the ability to grow flowers at will? This gal. ]
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[He's exaggerating. He's perfectly aware of his own limits, he can handle the usual work. Despite all that, he gives a smile.]
But it's not too bad sometimes, if it means watching everyone enjoying the fruits of your labour.
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[ Gardening is tough! ]
Guess that means I could rely on you if I need any help, right?
[ :) ]
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I'll give it my best try, Miss Aerith. Hopefully this old man wouldn't be a bother.
[It's gardening, so maybe it's easier than harvesting crops. Right? ... Right??]
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[ :) ]
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How scary! Do be gentle if you have to do that.
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Me? Scary? As if I could ever be!
[ A beat. ]
But it'll depend on you, Norimune!