Wherein our hero finds the city. Or it finds him.

[proudsoldier]

[is sprawled out on one of the pews in the church, turning his head to one side and groaning before blinking his eyes open and slowly trying to sit up, one hand pressed to his head] I've really gotta stop entering buildings through the roof . . .

[blinks again and frowns, studying the church interior] Hang on a sec. This isn't Aeris' church . . . [carefully stands up and looks around, hands on his hips and starting to look warier by the second]

Where am I?

Comments

[cetraflowergirl.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure the officials had anything to do with us ending up here, they seem to think of us as a bit of a nuisance.

Well, if you ever get tired of wandering, you can always come back here.

[proudsoldier]

[sighs dramatically and shakes his head with a shrug] There's just no pleasing anybody.

You can bet I will, kitten. [calls her by his old pet name for her without thinking, reaching out to teasingly tug on a lock of her hair]

[cetraflowergirl.livejournal.com]

[She grins and cocks her head.] 'Fraid not.

[At the 'kitten' comment, Aerith flushes a deep shade of pink and startles a little at the tugging. She tries to hide it by rubbing the bridge of her nose and glancing away. It's been so long since anyone called her by a pet name, she's feeling oddly flustered.]

[proudsoldier]

[His own Aeris hadn't been quite so shy, and the dissonance strikes at him, causing him to pull away rather than tease her more. Still, he can't help his fingers lingering on her hair as he does so.]

Guess I'd better look for my name on a house if I want to move in by dark. You staying here?

[cetraflowergirl.livejournal.com]

[She glances at his hand then his face, the color still dusting her cheeks.]

Might want to. Would you like me to come with you?

[proudsoldier]

[scratches the back of his head]

You know this place better than I do. But I don't want to drag you around if you've got something to do.

[cetraflowergirl.livejournal.com]

[She laughs, shaking her head.] No, I don't have anything to do.

[proudsoldier]

[smiles and reaches for her hand] Then yeah.

[cetraflowergirl.livejournal.com]

[Takes his hand, giving it a slight squeeze.] Then let's go.

[proudsoldier]

[Smile widens, and he laces fingers with hers before heading for the door again. Looks up and down the street as they step outside.]

Which way?

[cetraflowergirl.livejournal.com]

[When they stop, she shifts towards him as she looks both ways, lips quirking as she thinks. Coming to a decision, she smiles, looking up at him.]

We can check up this street, and if you're not listed, then we'll circle back and work our way through the rest. What do you think?

[proudsoldier]

Sounds like a plan. [Up the street we go!]