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[floresco]

[ After leaving Dick to finish off the last of his breakfast at the table, Aerith got the last few things they would need loaded up into a pair of baskets, dropping a wide sunhat on her head as she returned to the kitchen to smile at him widely from behind a pair of sunglasses (his), as she lingers by the back door clad in the most amazing polka dot shirt she’d ever stolen, belted loosely at the middle and long enough to be a decent work dress. ]

Ready when you are!

[ It’s a sunny morning outside and Aerith can’t wait to get out into the garden. She can’t help but feel like it’s been far too long since she spent a whole day outside with her plants, and while her time has been wisely spent split between supporting the cause of AVALANCHE, and being with Dick when they have a moment to spare - it still feels like she’s been neglecting her friends.

When he approaches Aerith holds out one of the baskets for him to take, a pair of gloves, and a few gardening tools waiting within. Her already broad grin widens all the more as she turns towards the door, enjoying the way sunlight’s already pouring through the windows as she steps out into the yard.

There’s nowhere in Midgar quite like Aerith’s garden. Elmyra and her late husband had been blessed with an amazing space - an oasis in the middle of the tatters of the slums - and Aerith has spent her whole life filling her mother’s vast yard along with nearly every flat surface covered in rich earth that lets her cultivate it, with flowers.

Yellow lilies blanket the far hill overlooking the waterfall that feeds into the river cutting through Elymra’s property, and while the beds of flowers she keeps hosts a rainbow of colors, those lilies are prevalent throughout, providing a gentle contrast to the rich blue swath of irises that’s slowly begun to carpet the water’s edge.

They’re new additions, planted in greater numbers after she began to notice the similarities between the shape of the flower and the shape of the symbol on his suit. She likes the reminder of him as she goes through her day, or looks out of her window at night. They’re a sweet sight to see after coming home from work or another long night spent serving as a healer after another bloody run-in with Shinra forces.

It’s not to them she points, however, but rather a length of fence covered in winding branches and richly fragranced white flowers. ]

We’re going to need at least a basketful of the jasmine for later, and then I think we’ll move on to the poppies over there and get them watered.