[Mako Dreams - Voice / (In)action]

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[Soooo he's been quiet for a few days, but as the mako poisoning works its way through his system, Zack's starting to speak out a little. Cue silly incoherent babblings.]


....s... burning...

Spi... urk....

......




...auugh...






....don't..... eat.... my hair.


[Post is open. Comment, chat with, troll, visit, interact with housemates, whatever. Incoherent Zack is lonely :c]

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[It's strange how she feels both twenty-two and seventeen right now, and she finds herself swallowing down butterflies. So relieved that he seems to know her.]

Yeah, it's me. Everything's okay! You're okay. [She finds her hand reaching up to his hair, fingers gently combing through the spikes.] ...feels like a dream...

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[wingenvy]

[He manages another smile, weakly raising his hand to offer out the flower.] O... one gil.

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

I'm going to be very put out if you sell off my gifts when you're more awake, Zack. [The tone is light and teasing, but her eyes are starting to sting and she shuts them tight as she reaches to take the flower.] No gil. Anything else?

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[wingenvy]

O... one date. [He closes his eyes as well, briefly, trying in vain to banish the mako enough to see her clearly.] Save me...

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[Her grip on the flower tightens, crushing the stem, and then she reaches out to loop her free arm beneath his neck as her face goes in his shoulder.]

One date. I'm sorry. I'm--

[She bites her lip.]

One date. Where should we go?

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[wingenvy]

[Zack goes still against her, head bowed to slump against her hair, taking in the scent of it. It's more refreshing than any air he could ever breath, giving him more clarity than he ever thought he could have. He was okay, he was safe. He was with her, and she always made things better, didn't she? It was why he'd chosen to find her, after the escape, after Angeal died, after everything went wrong. She was his refuge, the church was his sanctuary. She always made him feel happy.]

...dunno. Somewhere. After... the rain stops.

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[She turns her head slightly, listening for rainfall or anything that sounds like it. But she's not hearing it.]

It's a little dreary today, isn't it?

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[wingenvy]

Raining for hours. [His voice is a mumble against her hair, breath evening out as he relaxes more.] Red rain. Smells good after, though. Flowers...

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

Red...[Red rain, blood. It had rained so long that day. A few tears slip out.] F-flowers. Think about the flowers. Does it hurt?

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[wingenvy]

...little bit. Not really. Stopped hurting... long time ago. Just... kinda stings, is all... [Is she crying? She's not crying, is she? Shut up, Zack, shut up.]

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[She's trying not to. Keeping her eyes away from his.]

...Okay. [Trying to subtly redirect the conversation now.] Mm. And you'll be all better soon.

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[wingenvy]

...Yeah. [Right, all better. All better. All-

...wait-

What had he just said--]

Aerith- Aerith, sorry... I'm sorry...so sorry...

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head against him.] I'm fine, Zack. You don't have to apologize to me.

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[wingenvy]

[You're not fooling anyone, dear, he can feel those tears.] You're crying... I made you cry... Aerith...

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[Caught.] I cry easy. And you--you're sick. Worry about yourself. Okay? [She's trying to pull away from him now, although she does it slowly, and whether he actually lets her is another matter.]

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[wingenvy]

[He tries not to, but his grip isn't the best right now, so he ends up clinging a little, clouded eyes trying to plead with her.] I'm okay. I'll be okay. I-- I'm worried... about you. That's all...

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

Shhhh. [It comes out without thinking, like she's trying to get a feverish child to sleep. She's finding it hard to resist the sad, cloudy eyes, and for the moment she lets him cling.] Shh, shh, shhhh. No worries.

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[wingenvy]

[Probably a good way of describing him anyway, since he's acting that way. He shudders and nods against her shoulder, though he's not crying. He might not even be physically capable of it in this state. But he needs her to stay close, and he's glad she is, even if he can't properly tell her.]

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[She feels the shudder and lets out another "shh", petting his hair.]

Silly. You still need sleep.

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[wingenvy]

[He mumbles against her, fingers relaxing a little.]

...scared to...

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

Nothing will happen.

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[wingenvy]

...I want to wake up... [Despite his words, he's not moving away, already half-dozing.]

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[She can tell and she shifts a little bit, trying to let him get more comfortable on the bed.]

Have to rest before you can wake.

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[wingenvy]

....mm. Mmhm. Always know best. [He finally relents and lets her go, slumping tiredly against the pillow, though his fingers reach out again, seeking something he can't see.]

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[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[She takes his hand in hers and sits on the bed's edge for a while, hoping to reassure him it's okay, everything will still be in place when he wakes up. It's also a bit of comfort to herself.]