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Miles "enjoys long walks on beaches" Edgeworth ([personal profile] prosecutory) wrote in [community profile] cocktailparty2013-12-21 03:31 pm
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'tis the season to drive like crazy FA LA LA LA LA, LA LA LA LA

TEST DRIVE MEME



WHAT DO:


► STEP 1; Post a comment with a character that's not in HH as if they're already in the setting or alternative version, post character who is in HH. Scenarios if you need them!
► STEP 2; Tag around and get a feel for your characters, whether or not you're voice testing or planning to actually app them in!
► STEP 3; Post this all over your plurk, tell your friends, drag them over here and get them to join in the crazy. Or else. And most importantly, have fun, profit, and tell even more friends!
 

***stolen from all the kind folks on the meme comm

[personal profile] ecophobic 2014-01-19 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[While Tifa would normally protest the gesture (it's fine, and i can handle the cold and most of all, you need it more than i do are at the tip of her tongue), she accepts the altruism without complaint. Without saying much at all, really — she lets Aerith brush the hair away from the collar of the coat, too struck by the familiarity of it to do anything.

She is very focused on not having an outburst. She had learned this, during the strange, confusing time when Cloud was not himself and she'd known it, and she had more practice when Denzel was sick, and when Cloud was always far away. She knew how to control herself, but it didn't make it easier. Especially not when her dearly departed friend was here in the flesh, offering her a coat.

What was she going to do? Could she even explain? Should she?]
Yeah. Let's, um, let's get going.

[She has to fight the urge to rub at her arms again. It wouldn't do to worry Aerith, and she isn't cold anymore. Just unsettled.] ...Aerith, has Cloud said anything to you? I mean, has he talked to you at all?

[She can see him sequestering himself away, not talking to either Aerith or Zack (and the topic of Zack was a bridge she'd have to cross herself soon). But Cloud was never a loner either, not really, never wanted to be, at least. Did he poke around from time to time, making awkward small talk? Wanting to say everything, but keeping it inside?]
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terracanta: × (for your own sake.)

[personal profile] terracanta 2014-01-20 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ aerith walks on, staying close beside tifa (in case she stumbles or just needs someone to hold onto) and focusing on what to do for her once they reach the house. it's easier to think of tea, food, and blankets than it is to question her reasons for being so shaken. this must be an example of the less pleasant arrivals. there's nothing she can do to change her circumstances back home, but aerith is glad she can help, and more so that tifa's accepting of it.

—yet, for all the ignorance she tries to feign, tifa raises the questions anyway. ]


Well… all I got from him is he's from the future. [ she smiles innocently as she continues. ] He told me mako energy is being replaced with oil so I guess Shinra's influence over the Planet is finally waning. That's good, right?

[ just a few minutes more now, and they'll come to house 1444. no one should be home at this time, anita playing with her friends and zack doing his own exploring (aka gift preparing). ]

[personal profile] ecophobic 2014-01-21 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
[So Cloud was from her time, or around it...that was good. That was, she realized, an enormous relief. If she would have had to go back to lying, she wasn't sure what she would do.

It would make him easier to talk to. In some ways, anyway.]
That is good. Barrett — [...Ah. Aerith wouldn't remember him, either.] A friend of ours does surveying around the world to help people find oil. Everyone's rebuilding, so it's, mm. It's busy.

[A pause, and she adds, gently:] I'm sorry if Cloud's been quiet with you. Don't tell him I told you, but he's a little shy, you know?

[More or less. He was probably as shellshocked as she was.]