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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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The first thing he did was look at the other member of their party, the one he didn't really know.
"Did you do something?" he asked him, turning away from Cid. Vincent had no idea he was the one who was on the buisness end of a broom.
"What happened Highwind?" he asked, looking at Cid, finally noticing that the pilot's eyes were locked onto his.
"You mean me?" he asked Cid, looking confused. "What did I do?"