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paixaorpg2006-06-06 05:26 pm
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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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When Cid replied to Soujirou, Tifa couldn't help but suppress the urge to roll her eyes. Yeah. Cid was Cid, no matter which world he came from. Briefly, she wondered if there were any other Tifas she hadn't known about, then decided that it would probably give her a massive headache, and really, it would be wise not to think about that.
"I'll make dinner first, of course!" Tifa told him easily. "It'll be awhile before I finish up with the roof works, and you must be starving." Really, did men not know the basics of taking care of themselves?
Tifa paused, her gaze drifting to the ex-Turk. It would be rude of her to invite him in; this was not her house, but she couldn't just let him leave, right? She knew that he was perfectly capable of taking care of himself, but still...
Even then, it was obvious that Cid didn't like Vincent, and there she was, stuck between the two of them and not quite knowing what to do. She didn't want to be rude, and on the other hand, she felt bad for leaving Vincent out.
There has to be some kind of compromise, right?