[The voice is calm and poised. The young woman sounds like she's addressing a board meeting, rather than trying to figure out why she's in an abandoned baseball diamond while her body protests her rude arrival.]
Excuse me, but if anyone is able to receive this transmission, I believe I am in need of information. I don't know how I got here, or
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[Down the stairs and through the lobby, Tifa pounds for the front door.]
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Understood. On my way.
[The communicator is dropped in her pocket, so all there is to see is dark gray material and the sound of pounding feet. Her running slows, and she mumbles.]
Not fast enough.
[There's a gun shot.]
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[Tifa's out the door and sprinting. She vaults onto a dumpster, then fire escape, then to the roof to avoid any lingering hordes, making for the sound of the gunshot.]
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I'm fine, but I seem to have drawn some attention to myself.
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[Tifa hopped to a fire escape, then to a window sill and then off entirely. She hit the street below like a comet, throwing up shards of concrete into Darkness spawn and emerging from the dust cloud in a whirlwind of powerful kicks. It wasn't so much a rescue as an assist, this newcomer seemed to have things well in hand, at least for the moment.]
This way!
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Riku!
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Head on inside. Looks like you outran most of them.
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Thank you. Both of you.
[She'll head into the apartments, finally putting away her rapier but keeping her Evoker handy.]
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[Breathing a little, Tifa brushes hair out of her face and offers one leather gloved hand.]
I'm Tifa, nice to meet you.
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I'm Riku. You're okay, right?
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[She does start to bow, but notices the extended hand and switches to shaking hands.]
I'm not injured, but I'm certainly not where I'm supposed to be. This is not Tartarus.
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