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Who: unlocked_hart || vincent_mors || Open
What: Tifa and Vincent are looking for a certain Chocobo.
Where: Starting in the East District
When: Not too long after this conversation.
Warnings: None, will update if needed
Notes: Anyone is welcome to help on the search, feel free to jump in and either Tifa or Vincent will respond. :D
Tifa paced back and forth on the porch, trying to kee from biting her nails in worry. Back home, it wasn't unusual for Cloud to be gone for days at the time, but he always, always checked in with her if he was going to be out overnight. And besides, she though irritably, suppressing the urge to kick the unoffending banister, we're not at home!
Horrid thoughts kept playing through her mind; Cloud hurt, dying or lying dead somewhere, and she had to make herself stop before her knees quit. Cloud was fine; he was just out of range of these weird little things. She and Vincent would find him soon enough, she'd berate him soundly for straying like that and then they'd all return together. Yes. That's how it'll be, Tifa, so just stop worrying so much!
Right about then, a flash of crimson caught her eye and Tifa didn't hesitate or stop to think. She flew off the porch and ran to Vincent, pausing only a bare second before throwing her arms around her friend in a desperate clutch; she was so scared, but she was trying to keep it together. But Vincent understood; he did, and she needed a bit of reassurance right now.
What: Tifa and Vincent are looking for a certain Chocobo.
Where: Starting in the East District
When: Not too long after this conversation.
Warnings: None, will update if needed
Notes: Anyone is welcome to help on the search, feel free to jump in and either Tifa or Vincent will respond. :D
Tifa paced back and forth on the porch, trying to kee from biting her nails in worry. Back home, it wasn't unusual for Cloud to be gone for days at the time, but he always, always checked in with her if he was going to be out overnight. And besides, she though irritably, suppressing the urge to kick the unoffending banister, we're not at home!
Horrid thoughts kept playing through her mind; Cloud hurt, dying or lying dead somewhere, and she had to make herself stop before her knees quit. Cloud was fine; he was just out of range of these weird little things. She and Vincent would find him soon enough, she'd berate him soundly for straying like that and then they'd all return together. Yes. That's how it'll be, Tifa, so just stop worrying so much!
Right about then, a flash of crimson caught her eye and Tifa didn't hesitate or stop to think. She flew off the porch and ran to Vincent, pausing only a bare second before throwing her arms around her friend in a desperate clutch; she was so scared, but she was trying to keep it together. But Vincent understood; he did, and she needed a bit of reassurance right now.