[ It isn't like Aerith can do much better than Susato, but she's also not fighting as much now that she knows where it's headed. It's a strange sense of deja vu, hitting the table then the floor. This is a junk room, where Corneo shoves all the things he doesn't want, she thinks, just before...
Corneo's lackeys are backing, with gas masks. They're moving them, to another room, but Aerith's eyes close just before it all happens. She doesn't know this part, so there's no memory to pluck from, you see.
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...The ceiling is white, bleeding seafoam green from old, decrepit lights on the floor. Cleaning supplies are scattered around. The only people inside are Susato and Aerith, but there's bustling outside the locked doors, and there's a table with straps for the arms and legs in the center of the room... She'd paid it some mind back then, but now? Aerith looks at it, then to Susato, and grimaces. ]
You know... [ Her head is still pulsing in waves of grogginess from the gas, but she pushes forward, voice light and cheerful. ] I remember you asking how Tifa and I met. Well, it was right here.
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Corneo's lackeys are backing, with gas masks. They're moving them, to another room, but Aerith's eyes close just before it all happens. She doesn't know this part, so there's no memory to pluck from, you see.
...
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...The ceiling is white, bleeding seafoam green from old, decrepit lights on the floor. Cleaning supplies are scattered around. The only people inside are Susato and Aerith, but there's bustling outside the locked doors, and there's a table with straps for the arms and legs in the center of the room... She'd paid it some mind back then, but now? Aerith looks at it, then to Susato, and grimaces. ]
You know... [ Her head is still pulsing in waves of grogginess from the gas, but she pushes forward, voice light and cheerful. ] I remember you asking how Tifa and I met. Well, it was right here.