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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.

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Vincent just stood in the doorway, confused. What was Highwind talking about? He didn't even think it was possible to exit through a roof, much less that he had done it in the recent past. Vincent had only been in the city for a few days, and had never made it this far into the city.

"What are you talking about, Highwind?" the tall man asked, his hand moving to rest on what he thought was his friend's shoulder.

"Is this a joke?" he asked, tilting his head. "It's me, Vincent Valentine? Don't you remember?" Vincent was actually a little afriad. He had heard older men sometimes lost their memory like that, but was Cid really that old?

The raven haired man turned to look at Tifa, with a questioning look in his face. Without needing to say a word the look asked her what the hell was going on here?