[Voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

I would have never imagined a city could be so big. How do people find their way around without a map? Does anyone know what those horrid smelling pickles are that are being sold in the Business District? They really should be outlawed.

Ellone, I hope you're okay by yourself. I still feel bad leaving you behind. Are you alright?

Are you available to talk? I owe you an apology. I would have called, but I don't have the number.

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[voice]

[pinkgospel.livejournal.com]

Well... [Taking an honest to God moment to think about her answer, Aerith recalls the first time she tried that awful smelling pickle. She was on her own in the streets of Lindblum until that foul odor found her. Like Raine, she was repulsed instantly but then a wave of curiosity in the form of braveness got her to try one.]

I guess you could say I do but only in moderation. I don't want to stink! Not even the sweetest smelling flowers could hide an odor like that.

Those gyshal pickles are only good when you're feeling a tad bold.

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

Funny you should mention that. The first thing I wanted to look for after that was a nice flower shop.

[Right now, her boldness is being pushed to its limits by even visiting a city so large.]

I think I'll let others be the bold ones. Being here is bold enough for now.

[voice]

[pinkgospel.livejournal.com]

If you are searching for a good florist, then you won't find anyone better me but I don't have a shop of my own. [Not yet, rather. Aerith was still debating whether or not she should settle down within Lindblum.]

But...I know of a few places you might like. That is if you are feeling bold enough to travel with a stranger.

[She giggles.] I'm Aerith Gainsborough, it's nice to meet you.

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

I'm Raine Loire, it's very nice to meet you as well.

[You can practically hear the smile in her voice.]

I grow some flowers that I sell to the local florist, or I suppose did grow...

[She trails off into a thoughtful silence for a bare moment.]

I'm not much for travel, but I wouldn't mind visiting a few places. I miss the company of someone else who has a green thumb.

[voice]

[pinkgospel.livejournal.com]

Great! I'll give you a ring later then. I know a few nice places but the best flowers are grown by an old woman and her son in the Theater District.

Everyone there like to use their bouquets in the plays or operas.

[So very happy to meet another gardener, Aerith almost couldn't wait to meet Raine now.]

What kind of flowers did you grow, Raine? Mine were just common yellow and white flowers that used to sprout from the patch of grass within the old church. They had long bright green stems and pretty thin petals.

The yellow flowers tend to grow more than the white ones, so I charged a little extra when I sold the white ones.

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

White ones, that looked like lilies, but more fragrant. I make them into garlands for the girls during the town festivals. Yours sound lovely. Are you growing them here as well?

[voice]

[pinkgospel.livejournal.com]

You know how to make garlands? My mother knew how but they always came out so messy whenever I tried. You have to show me someday, Raine!

Yep. I'm growing a few flowers outside of the inn I'm staying in. So far the innkeeper really likes them, so I think I might be able to make some extra gil by selling them here.

The people of Lindblum like flowers more than the folks from home, I can sell them for higher than a gil here.

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

I'd be happy to show you, there's a small trick to it, but it's simple enough once you know.

I can't imagine only selling flowers for a gil. They're the primary product of my village, although almost everything it produces is sold to the city. I've noticed more than a few florists around Lindblum while I was getting a tour.