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[lightofwarmth]

Who: Tifa Lockhart, anybody else.
When: Before the attack on Sephiroth.
Location: Seventh Heaven
Rating: Should be G.
Summary: Help Tifa get caught up, plz?

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Dragoons call Tifa Day

[chief_mendacity]

Veld picked up the phone and looked it over before he dialed. He had various ways to get information and Aerith had spoken so highly of miss Lockheart. He didn't really know what he planned to accomplish, but he wanted to thank the young woman for being there with Aerith when he couldn't be.

So, he dialed and waited.

[lightofwarmth]

"Hello, Strife Delivery Service." Tifa picked up the phone, not recognizing the number of the Caller ID. She hoped it wasn't a delivery request, considering how busy Cloud was right now.

[chief_mendacity]

"Good afternoon, Miss Lockheart I presume?" Veld couldn't help that 'father mode' clicked on when young ladies near his daughters' ages were around.

She sounded like a very sweet girl. Veld was assured then that Aerith was capable of picking good, honest friends.

[lightofwarmth]

"Yes, I am." Tifa responded, a bit perplexed; she didn't recognize the voice.

[chief_mendacity]

"I will try to keep this brief." He said softly. "My name is Veld Dragoon. I'm Aerith's father. I just wanted to thank you for looking after her as well as you did. She spoke about you quite a bit."

There. Something about karma. And she sounded like she needed a little thank you.