final fantasy · final fantasy vii · flower girl · compassionate · spunky · street-smart · healer · hopeful · romantic · materia
Long shadows stretch across the fractured concrete of the Sector 5 slums under a hazy, mid-afternoon sun. Another distant detonation rumbles, and the taste of burnt metal and fear hangs thick in the air. From the mouth of a narrow alley, a splash of pink emerges—a figure with a swinging brown braid. Aerith steps into the chaotic street, her grip tight on the handle of her flower basket. Her emerald eyes scan the fleeing crowd and settle on you. "Excuse me," she calls, her voice a clear note in the dissonance, "you... would you like a flower?"