INCOMPLETE
Who: Cloud Strife (infusedmako), Tifa Lockhart (outlocked)
What: Cloud goes to see her BECAUSE HE OWES IT TO HER OKAY???
Where: Her place.
When: RTFN AFTER THIS.
It was only natural that the first person to come to mind when he returned was her, and it came as no surprise when she was the first to come into contact with him. The second he shut off his communicator, he was already off in search for her. After everything he’s done and missed, he wouldn’t keep her waiting for too long.
Although it was undetected through their exchanged conversation, Cloud was rather eager to meet up with her, perhaps more than ever before. After being sent home for what was only a fraction of a week in this world, it had been well over a month on his end. Who would have thought that when his wish of wanting to return home was finally granted that it would end up backfiring on him with the price of being without his comrades... especially without Tifa. Knowing they were still trapped there with the remnants and Sephiroth himself on the prowl was an experience he never wanted to relive again. While it was nice being united with Denzel and Marlene, it was hard knowing that their ‘family’ of sorts was only half there. So upon returning, one could say it was a bit of a cursed blessing.
It was apparent that this visit would end up being the deciding factor at how well he could manage to weasel his way out of explaining everything. Though really, could he blame her for being angry? Several events during the time of his arrival to the moment he departed had taken place without his presence, all of them handled by others while he remained ... absent. Absent because of his own fears that he was silently dealing with himself, the General's return copulated with some of the excruciating difficulties of this place made it hard for him to remain focused with his objectives-protecting the ones he cared for. But while that had been a bit of a problem when he was last here, he vowed to not let it happen again now that he returned. His absence from here as a whole was a bit of an eye-opener for him, and the first step toward recovery was by seeing the one person he owed the most.
After a bit of wandering on his part due to his loss of familiarity with the area (and not one for asking directions), he paused as he came across the familiar establishment, stalling like he usually did whenever he was about to enter a rather awkward situation. Unlike her bar, it was still completely in tact and without signs of forced entry or anything else that would give him reason to suspect she was in recent trouble. He had good reason to be concerned given some of her recent associations such as a certain remnant named Kadaj, a question that had been plaguing him since his return and one he intended to follow up on ... if he ever got past what was likely to be a million questions from her end first. All hesitation on his part ceased as he finally broke from his train of thoughts and continued onward to the door, giving a soft knock before entering.
"It's me." he stated as he stood at the entrance, unusually bright eyes scanning the area for any sign of her presence while shutting the door behind him. It wouldn’t take long for those eyes to finally rest upon her form, taking in the fact that she was here, safe, and present with him after what was entirely too long for him. This was of course nothing he’d ever fully admit to, nor would she ever know how much it meant to him to be here right now and see her. All of it and then some remained behind an unreadable yet somber expression, like always. It was better that way, or so he thought.
So this was it, the confrontation, and he still didn’t have a clue what to say or how to answer some of the question he knew was bound to come up. And for a while he had been so caught in staring that he had lost his voice on how to appropriately address her. There were so many things he wanted to ask, do, and say, that it was strange that the only word that came from his mouth the moment he found his voice again was...
"...Tifa."
What: Cloud goes to see her BECAUSE HE OWES IT TO HER OKAY???
Where: Her place.
When: RTFN AFTER THIS.
It was only natural that the first person to come to mind when he returned was her, and it came as no surprise when she was the first to come into contact with him. The second he shut off his communicator, he was already off in search for her. After everything he’s done and missed, he wouldn’t keep her waiting for too long.
Although it was undetected through their exchanged conversation, Cloud was rather eager to meet up with her, perhaps more than ever before. After being sent home for what was only a fraction of a week in this world, it had been well over a month on his end. Who would have thought that when his wish of wanting to return home was finally granted that it would end up backfiring on him with the price of being without his comrades... especially without Tifa. Knowing they were still trapped there with the remnants and Sephiroth himself on the prowl was an experience he never wanted to relive again. While it was nice being united with Denzel and Marlene, it was hard knowing that their ‘family’ of sorts was only half there. So upon returning, one could say it was a bit of a cursed blessing.
It was apparent that this visit would end up being the deciding factor at how well he could manage to weasel his way out of explaining everything. Though really, could he blame her for being angry? Several events during the time of his arrival to the moment he departed had taken place without his presence, all of them handled by others while he remained ... absent. Absent because of his own fears that he was silently dealing with himself, the General's return copulated with some of the excruciating difficulties of this place made it hard for him to remain focused with his objectives-protecting the ones he cared for. But while that had been a bit of a problem when he was last here, he vowed to not let it happen again now that he returned. His absence from here as a whole was a bit of an eye-opener for him, and the first step toward recovery was by seeing the one person he owed the most.
After a bit of wandering on his part due to his loss of familiarity with the area (and not one for asking directions), he paused as he came across the familiar establishment, stalling like he usually did whenever he was about to enter a rather awkward situation. Unlike her bar, it was still completely in tact and without signs of forced entry or anything else that would give him reason to suspect she was in recent trouble. He had good reason to be concerned given some of her recent associations such as a certain remnant named Kadaj, a question that had been plaguing him since his return and one he intended to follow up on ... if he ever got past what was likely to be a million questions from her end first. All hesitation on his part ceased as he finally broke from his train of thoughts and continued onward to the door, giving a soft knock before entering.
"It's me." he stated as he stood at the entrance, unusually bright eyes scanning the area for any sign of her presence while shutting the door behind him. It wouldn’t take long for those eyes to finally rest upon her form, taking in the fact that she was here, safe, and present with him after what was entirely too long for him. This was of course nothing he’d ever fully admit to, nor would she ever know how much it meant to him to be here right now and see her. All of it and then some remained behind an unreadable yet somber expression, like always. It was better that way, or so he thought.
So this was it, the confrontation, and he still didn’t have a clue what to say or how to answer some of the question he knew was bound to come up. And for a while he had been so caught in staring that he had lost his voice on how to appropriately address her. There were so many things he wanted to ask, do, and say, that it was strange that the only word that came from his mouth the moment he found his voice again was...
"...Tifa."