paixaorpg | Tifa Lockhart 002 | no more cry

Character(s): Tifa Lockhart, anybody else.
Content: Tifa cleans up an abandoned suite to turn into Seventh Heaven.
Setting:
Time: Daytime.
Warnings: None.

It had been a quiet few days after the pool party, aside from the madness of the Paixao Reports falling about... she wasn't entirely sure if she herself should have gotten involved in it, and decided against it for the time being. Bussing the tables was far more relaxing and familiar, anyway; everything seemed more or less set up on the dining room and bar, and all that was left was the stage, the kitchen, and finding a small staff if anything, though she didn't expect to get a ton of business. It was something to keep her busy.

She'd have to speak with Lenne on how to set up the stage the best for the singer, and maybe finding a piano to bring into it... but Tifa wasn't musical, or at the very least didn't know hwo to tune a piano even if they should find one.

Heaving a sigh as she sat on the bar stool gazing out the window, she looked at the street. Just another day...

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It was - as was often the case - boredom that had sent Reno out into the streets. Infinite vacation was turning out to be a lot more boring than he'd first thought. Not that he precisely missed the tedium of a day's work, but things had gotten sort of stagnant over the past few months. Nothing to kill but Heartless that weren't much of a challenge and no real interesting things to keep his eye on either.

Yeah, so much for enjoying himself out here.

So really, it wasn't much of a surprise that upon noticing something that bore a passing resemblance to something he remembered from back home he took it upon himself to poke his head on inside.

"..." Tifa could recognize that red flash of hair from anywhere. Part of her was relieved, and the other part was a bit exasperated... she would have hoped for Cloud or something, but apparently that wasn't in the hand that fate dealt. tanding up and walking toward him, Tifa had to wonder... when did he come from? If people came form other worlds, and different time periods in those worlds, then there was no guarantee that Reno wasn't out to settle an old grudge or two.

"How have you been, Reno?" As the thought, Tifa remember everything that Shinra had done... and it wasn't a fond memory.

As far as Reno was concerned there wasn't any real need to dig up old grudges. No ShinRa meant no work and no work meant no point. Although maybe he'd go out to that set of islands and see what he could make of the hunt for that door. It wouldn't do to get out of shape, after all. But that could wait for now.

"Been doin' okay," he answered with a grin. "Place isn't all that bad, once you get used to it."

"I've made a few friends." Tifa stated, putting her hands behind her back as she looked around the room. "I've been trying to set this place up like Seventh Heaven." She explained, even though he didn't ask about it. "..." She wanted to ask him that one question she wanted to know, but was also afraid to knowing. "Say, Reno... are any of the others here, as well?"

Reno'd figured it was something like that. Otherwise he wouldn't have been quite so willing to drop be. Or maybe he would have anyway. With him it was a little hard to tell at the best of times.

"Some of 'em," he answered with a bit of a nod. "Strife's here, an' last I checked Zack was too. Sephiroth used t' be. Oh! And Highwind's hangin' around too."

A thoroughly varied group, but better that than nothing, right?

"Cloud?!" That name got a reaction. "Cloud's here? And... wait, isn't Zach dead? And Sephiroth... well, I knew he was here. A person named Timon told me about him, and... apparently, Sephiroth was a hero here? It'll be nice to see Cid, though; is he as grumpy as ever?" Tifa's mind was racing with several thoughts. It had never occurred to her to search out Cloud and see if he were around; she'd have to make a note to search the message board and see if anybody could tell her where she was.

"Aa... well... I come from after the War with Deepground. Is... everybody else from a different time?"

Most of Tifa's questions were things that Reno had expected. Questions about friends, no surprise there. Anyone would be concerned about their friends in a place that wasn't as harmless as it seemed on the outside. Heartless and a shadowy Organization and those whoever-they-were that hung around at City Hall. But all of this paled in comparison to the name Tifa brought up last. He'd never heard it, both before his arrival or after.

"Th' hell's Deepground?"

Apparently the answer was yes, or partly so.

Opening her mouth, Tifa closed it again as she considered her options. Would it do better to tell him, or... was it something best avoided? She didn't know what to do, but... it answered her question, at least. It was like when Cloud had those false memories, all over again.

... She didn't want to make the same mistakes. "Underneath Midgar, Shinra was hiding a special unit called Deepground. During the Jenova War, when Midgar was decimated, they were trapped there. A year after the Sephiroth Remnants attacked Cloud, Deepground broke free. Vincent was the lead against them." She tried to explain.

Well, that was interesting. He'd gotten pretty used to to knowing most of what there was to know about ShinRa. Then again, things did have a tendency to go mysteriously missing when ShinRa was involved and with the sudden upheaval when Rufus took over there was more than one crack for things to fall down.

"Just when I thought things were lookin' up," he grumbled. Honestly, the remnants had been bad enough and now there was some secret ShinRa army to look forward to in the future? It was almost enough to make a man think the world was out to get them, or something.

"If it's any consolation, I don't think anything else should happen... but then again, I'm only right after the Deepground War, so if anything happened after that I don't know." Tifa shook her head. "How long must we be punished for everything, I wonder? I don't even feel like blaming anybody, anymore; I just want some peace and quiet, with my family." She admitted.

War? That wasn't quite the word Reno'd expected to hear. Besides, hadn't there been enough troubles in what had once been Midgar already? On the other hand, forewarned was forearmed even if he'd have a hell of a time trying to get Tseng to believe him.

Providing he even managed to remember this place when he left, and he wasn't exactly sure about that.

"I ain't gonna be th' one t' ask," he answered with a shrug.

"I suppose I was just thinking aloud." Tifa spoke. She wasn't sure what else to say to that. "I finished setting up the kitchen; do you want as bite to eat?"

Would he like a bite to eat? Of course he would. Free food was one of the things he was always willing to accept. Even if it meant getting funny looks from Cloud later.

"If you're offerin'."

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