#aeris 01

“I wouldn’t be walking around here if I were you; a big earthquake like that is normally followed by more.”

And there were enough good Samaritans and martyrs in this city to warrant losing one more, if she desired to venture in search of the injured. What buildings had yet to collapse were on the verge of falling, doubtless to crush whoever foolishly thought it wiser to stay inside; chasing after them would only seek to hurt her in the end, if it wouldn’t kill her along with them.

That was something you don’t see everyday, a friend who was thought to be dead. But then again, she did help save the planet, even after Sephiroth stuck his blade through her chest. It was a memory he’d rather not remember all too often. What was she doing in a place like this? That was just one of the questions he had to ask her.

Her vermillion cape flowed in the wind, picking up with every step taken. Maybe wearing the thing gave her a sense of familiarity that she needed? Pfft. Nah. On the off chance that she would come across a fellow cadet, the mantle served as a beacon. An identifier. Or well, it would be, if it hadn’t gotten stuck on a closed door.

Great.

“Ya gotta be kiddin’ me.”

Her attempts to open the door were unsuccessful. Whoever decided to lock the door from the inside was gonna get a whooping. If she ever escaped that is. A great cadet of Suzaku’s peristylium, defeated by a door.

Classic.