[ She's been waiting. Time is strange on this particular train, one that seems to go everywhere in no time at all... though, sometimes, it seems like it's going nowhere very slowly.
That doesn't bother the woman who makes her way through the halls, smiling at strangers. There's no basket of flowers hanging on her arms, but no one here seems to need the little joy. There's a calm that pervades the air and settles on you like a fine dust the more you ride along.
Well. It isn't as if there's a choice to leave. Not yet, not for her.
She stops at one car, hand hovering at the handle. A ghostly smile graces her lips before she slides open the compartment, fingers curling around the threshold. ]
See? "When it's over..."
[ I told you I'd come back. Though Aerith smiles serenely, even teasingly, there's a touch of sadness to everything. He's here; he'd come to find her. How much time had passed since they'd last spoken in person? Did this even count as "in person?"
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That doesn't bother the woman who makes her way through the halls, smiling at strangers. There's no basket of flowers hanging on her arms, but no one here seems to need the little joy. There's a calm that pervades the air and settles on you like a fine dust the more you ride along.
Well. It isn't as if there's a choice to leave. Not yet, not for her.
She stops at one car, hand hovering at the handle. A ghostly smile graces her lips before she slides open the compartment, fingers curling around the threshold. ]
See? "When it's over..."
[ I told you I'd come back. Though Aerith smiles serenely, even teasingly, there's a touch of sadness to everything. He's here; he'd come to find her. How much time had passed since they'd last spoken in person? Did this even count as "in person?"
Does it matter? ]
... Can I come inside?