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Characters: Zidane and Aerith
Progress: ongoing
Summary: Zidane swings by Treno to give Aerith a lift. Also to show off his new airship. Because...it's a new airship.
Location: Treno --.> Midgar --> Lindblum
Date: June 1804
Warnings: Uhm. None for now?

Zidane winced as the airship set down on the plains outside Treno, ignoring the (perfectly normal NOTHING IS WRONG) noises that the ship made as it settled onto its landing gear. Every time it groaned, he winced. Every time it creaked, he sighed. Having an airship was amazing but worrying about it was going to give him grey hairs. Although to be fair, sneaking off to go give someone else a ride without telling Garnet or Steiner or Beatrix probably was going to get him a lot more to worry about than his ship. But it was his SHIP!

"You need to get it dirty, then it won't feel so new," he joked to himself, patting the handle and then heading across the small ship to the gangplank, pressing the automatic release and watching as it lowered itself down to settle on the ground below. Once it had, he bounded down and plopped down on the bottom step to wait for Aerith, his tail flicking about behind him.

He'd agreed to give her a lift to Midgar, to let her see what the ruins were like, and he figured he'd probably have to take her on to Lindblum afterwards. Nobody liked to stay in Midgar anymore, after all. Except the moogles, anyway. But part of him was curious to really...interact with someone who had been around for a while and then...left and came back.

He still hadn't even gotten used to the fact that a big chunk of his recent life was missing, after all. Sometimes it was nice to talk to someone else who had 'forgotten' too.

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"If you're sure," he shrugged and started one more pass around the city before he would take her up into the air.

At her comment though, he laughed. "Oh, I wouldn't worry about that. The moogles love me. Plus they'd probably be causing a diplomatic incident if they tried to attack me or something." Man, that was still so weird. "Not...that moogles ever really attack anybody." He added.

"Diplomatic issue? Are you the son of a president or something?" Her green eyes turned from the ruined city below back toward Zidane. "And I wouldn't know-- I have seen mogs that fight, though."

'Mogs?' I wouldn't call them that where they can hear you," he offered with a laugh, swinging the ship up and away from the city now.

"Son of a...no, no. Technically I'm king." He so wasn't used to this yet. Not at all. "Of Alexandria. It's over that way." He pointed vaguely in the direction of Alexandria.

Aerith smiled. "A king? Then I guess I should be calling you majesty instead of Zidane."

She glanced in the direction he pointed, already knowing full well she wouldn't be able to see the kingdom he was talking about. Leaning toward her side, Aerith lifting a hand to her chin as if in thought. He was quite relaxed and adventurous for being a king, at least the kind that she had read and learned about.

"I'll have to visit Alexandria."

"Yeah...please don't do that. It's bad enough Rusty and Bea keep calling me that..." He rolled his eyes, but he was still smiling. Zidane doubted he would ever get used to being called 'your majesty.' And it was really strange when people who were actually important, like Regent Cid, did it. Man.

"Alexandria is pretty, really. So is Lindblum...well, they're real different, honestly. I grew up in Lindblum so I might be a little biased. Don't tell Dagger I said that."

He chucked again. "Is that where I'm dropping you off, by the way?"

"Then Zidane it is." Aerith moved about the cock pit again, looking out the opposite window she had been glancing from before while she listened to him talk about both cities.

"I promise when I won't~" At least she would try her best not to. Dagger was a person she had yet to meet. They must have been someone close to Zidane either way, or at least someone who would have gotten on his case freely.

She turned at the next question, stepping forward with a smile. "Yes-- I have a friend who said he would meet me in Lindblum. I haven't seen or heard from him in a long time."

"Great! I still forget to respond to 'your majesty' most of the time, really." He laughed as he talked, swinging the ship up higher and kicking it off towards Lindblum. As they moved, the sky began to lighten the closer they got to the edge of Treno's odd darkness.

"Okay, Lindblum it is, then." He checked the course a few times, making sure the ship was pointed in the right direction before he locked the wheel and turned to face her. He'd still have to babysit it, but he could at least look away sometimes now.

"Lindblum is quite a sight to see, really. Make sure your friend doesn't drag you away before you get to look around."

"I won't. Maybe I'll look around a bit before I call." she responded. "You used to live there, so you would know all the good places to go, right? You could point me in the right direction~"

Aerith glanced toward the lightening atmosphere around them as they pulled out from the offensive darkness of Treno. It felt almost as if a weight was lifted in leaving the darkened area for something brighter. Not that she had minded-- it was dark in the slums under the plate as well. At least there was light within the cities, just the same as she was used to.