paixaorpg | (no subject)

Character(s); Tifa Lockhart, Genjyo Sanzo
Content; Tifa and Sanzo meet for the first time [completed]
Setting; Somewhere in K6.
Time; Monday - afternoon
Warnings; None as yet

Tifa couldn't help but frown at the strange looks the equally strange people sent her way. She had not been too bothered about it at first, but right now it was starting to grate on her nerves. Shutting her new electronic journal carefully, the young woman decided to simply look down at the brochure. That would beat simply staring back at them, and she could actually get something done in the process.

According to it, she had just passed Estale a Cereja, a seedy-looking shop that sold items she probably didn't really want to know about at the moment. Brushing her hair out of her eyes, she frowned down at the brochure and contemplated opening her journal to have another look at the map. Having passed The Wild Ginger in favor of heading over to Cid's shop, she resumed walking, not bothering to look up as she worked out the best route there.

It was not like anyone would bump into her anyway, considering how the pale denizens of the city seemed to avoid her like the plague.

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“Ow!” Tifa yelped as a particularly tall someone crashed into her, sending both the brochure and the journal tumbling to the ground. Famous last words, indeed; it was only by the grace of her natural sense of balance that she did not follow her new possessions in their downward trajectory.

Rubbing her arms, she frowned, focusing crimson eyes on the stranger. If she had thought that the citizens of Paixao were oddly garbed, it was nothing compared to this. He was wearing some sort of robe, as much as she could make out, and there were strange things – scribbles?- on his shoulders.

Golden blonde hair, startling purple eyes, he was definitely not from around here.