The young woman lightly kicked up the dust on the dark floor of the castle, frowning gently. It had obviously been a long time since someone had lived there, and it needed... Well, a little cleaning to make it livable, for her at least. Not for him. The sudden image of the silver-haired swordsman made her smile gently, wiping the stray strands of chesnut hair from her gleaming eyes. It was hard to believe how much they had loathed one another. That she would have killed him with her bare hands not too long ago. Now..? Now she couldn't even bear the thought. He was... Aerith shook her head, placing her hands on her hips. Now wasn't the time to get lost in thought about him. There was a lot of work to be done, and well.. She smiled wryly as her stomach grumbled. He might not need food, but Aerith certainly did. Her body wasn't about to let her forget that, even in death.

~Miss Gainsborough~

Greetings, and welcome to my page! Well, I'm Aerith. Also known as Aerii, G, and several other names, far too many to list here. Fifteen years old, and living in the United Kingdom, specifically Scotland. I do roleplay, a lot, and I'm always open to meeting new people who share my interests. Well, aside from all that, I'll stop rambling now. Leave a message, and make sure not to step on the flowers! ^^

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