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Characters: Tifa, Soujirou, & anyone else who wants to join.
Content: Tifa finally reaches Cid's shop and asks for a job
Setting: The area near Cid's Shop
Time: Monday2, evening.
Warnings: None as yet.
It had been a couple of hours since her last meeting with Genjyo Sanzo, and Tifa Lockhart was relieved to finally approach her destination. Having kept up a punishing pace for almost half a day in an effort to get here before it got really late, the young fighter's limbs were aching.
And it didn't help that she hadn't had a drink in over a day, either.
Ignoring her body's cries for relief, she continued, the strange gazes of the citizens that were constantly on her were already pushed to the back of her mind. She had more important things to do; water, rest, and a bed were but a few of them.
Content: Tifa finally reaches Cid's shop and asks for a job
Setting: The area near Cid's Shop
Time: Monday2, evening.
Warnings: None as yet.
It had been a couple of hours since her last meeting with Genjyo Sanzo, and Tifa Lockhart was relieved to finally approach her destination. Having kept up a punishing pace for almost half a day in an effort to get here before it got really late, the young fighter's limbs were aching.
And it didn't help that she hadn't had a drink in over a day, either.
Ignoring her body's cries for relief, she continued, the strange gazes of the citizens that were constantly on her were already pushed to the back of her mind. She had more important things to do; water, rest, and a bed were but a few of them.
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"...Midgar? I've never heard of it. I guess we must be from very different places~" He turned the name over in his head. Possibly German? Not Japanese, that was for sure, too many hard sounds. Much like all those 'ekkusu' names, very hard to say.
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Stopping at the door of Cid's shop, she felt her pulse quicken ever so slightly. It was strange to meet a friend who didn't remember her; that was, if he was the Cid that she had been friends with. "And...here we are," Tifa said, as cheerfully as she could manage; something which was getting a little difficult at this time.
Here goes nothing, she thought as she smiled back at Soujirou before she rapped on the door, hoping that he wouldn't be too angry at the fact that she had brought someone else along.