Thread: Pink XIV & Red XIII {darkest_fate&My Angel is Broken}

It smelled in the room. Aeris wasn't sure she could even really call it a room. There wasn't anything in it, save for the beautiful Cetra girl. Her green eyes had swept the room a few times. she'd even spent a few moments walking the width and breadth. Not a whole lot in the way of room, really. Glass walls lined every side, but they were of an odd make Aeris could just barely see out. Various scientists wandered the room outside, leaving her little doubt as to where she was. Tseng had found her. Had abducted her, or, well, she'd agreed to go along, to protect Cloud and the others. Even now Aeris's mind drifted toward the handsome blonde SOLDIER, remembering another SOLDIER and his touch. They were so similar, Zack and Cloud. Maybe that was why she'd been so eager to take the blonde as her bodyguard. Maybe that's why she'd gotten wrapped up in this. Not that Shinra had been shy about wanting her Hojo had been after her for years. And now he has me she thought, gaze sweeping. There were observation platforms around her, some scientists, not a lot, examining various monitors. She could just barely see them it was almost as if the stink of the room overpowered everything else. What was that odor? It made Aeris lightheaded, almost wanting to nap. Was that the idea? Get her tired for... whatever Hojo had planned? She could remember what he'd said. Gloating over a Cetra. But ah, the last of her kind, just like the other he'd had on hand. They'd rushed through prep, their motions sloppy. Aeris barely knew science, but she'd been able to glean that much. She could tell when men were rushed, hurried. A lifetime in the slums of Midgar had left the young woman quite savvy to certain things. Savvy enough to realize that Hojo had something planned she would not like. The girl rubbed her arm, frowning. She still wore what she'd had on when they'd found her. The red denim jacket had been reinforced. The light pink dress that sheathed most of her, however, was decidedly less so, though still of a durable fabric. The scant cotton pink undergarments below were a degree less of protection, not that she expected it. Her bracers and her rod were her usual defense, along with a high degree of aptitude for materia. But they'd made sure to strip her of that... though not of the bracers. Aeris had studied her wrist, knew there was nothing there to draw from, but she still had to wonder why. The beautiful Cetra only just understood their plans. Lifestream and Ancients, and access to unrestrained Mako energy. Supposedly Hojo had promised a long term plan. Mix the Cetra blood with the other that is last. Their offspring will be long-lived, and tied to the Lifestream, precisely what we need to establish Shinra for years. Aeris didn't believe that bullshit for a moment Hojo struck her as a pervert, and she was a pawn in whatever they had planned. And she'd had enough If you're going to do something, do it! she yelled, turning, trying to see how they were properly monitoring her. Through the glass? Through cameras? she almost gagged on the thick air. Whatever you've put in here sure isn't affecting me like you'd hoped, she pointed out. Unless you're trying to-- she paused. She thought she'd heard something move. Aeris had been unconscious when they'd put her here she had no way of knowing how they got her here. Was there a hole in the wall... did they drop in from above? Something was moving, and the flower girl was left wondering what.