And No Alcohol was Even Necessary [Active/Open]

[psicofonia]

Characters: Cloud, Tifa, KH!Tifa, and peeps at the bar.
Content: Tifa meets Tifa. Cloud wonders if now wouldn't be a good time for one of them to change their wardrobe.
Location: Pete's Tavern/Tifa's bar.‎
Time of day: Late Evening.
Warnings: Tifas Tifas everywhere and not a drop to drink. Oh wait. We have that in here too.

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[lightning_fists]

"If it's gonna be a problem, maybe I shouldn't... " Shouldn't what? Live with someone who supposedly her nearly exact copy from a different world? A different universe, even? They had not discussed the matter all that much beyond the initial revelation and shock. How could they when neither one of them understood what was going on? How could Tifa even begin to express the discomfort she got at the thought of meeting... herself?

"...Maybe we shouldn't come through the front door then," Tifa said instead, "Is there a back-way in we could take?"

It was just... so confusing. He was not a Nobody. Yet, he was not the Cloud Tifa had known or grew up with, either. Nor was she the girl this Cloud had known. One thing was clear though, wherever they were, whatever was going on, things would certainly be interesting. And at the very least, they could save the customers from a brain-numbing double-take.

[psicofonia]

"I think so. Hopefully there're no crabs lounging around in the alleyway behind the bar. There's no time to look for somewhere else for you to stay. We can look for somewhere tomorrow."

A sadistic part of him wanted to mess around with the heads of all the people who came in to Tifa's bar. Especially any one who dared to stare at her...uh..."voluptuousness". But it'd be extra troublesome to have to pay for someone's psychiatrist. Were there even any shrinks here? He turned into the alleyway which would lead to the backdoor. ....Hopefully Tifa- HIS Tifa- wouldn't freak out too much.

"...You'll have to tell me about your Cloud sometime. But right now...You've got to pretend that it isn't weird to see a reflection that speaks."

[lightning_fists]

"Crabs? Why would... Nevermind." With an off-handed gesture of her hand, she waved the thought away. Questions could be saved for later. At least ones concerning that particular matter. No doubt there would be more pressing inquiries once they entered the bar. "I'll ask about it another time."

Following his lead, Tifa rounded the corner that led into the alleyway, keeping her eyes open for anything suspicious or potentially dangerous while the two of them made the trek towards the door. Things were strange enough with the prospects of twins and doppelgangers roaming around with the same face. Who knew what else was possible in this world? This... Manhattan.

"And... there's not really much I could say about... about my Cloud," the young woman continued, perhaps more for herself than for his sake. It allowed her to concentrate on something less confusing. Although, if Tifa were to be truthful with herself, the level of uncertainty concerning Cloud Strife -- HER Cloud Strife -- was not a lesser evil by much. "I haven't seen him in a

[psicofonia]

"...oh."

Wait so...the Cloud from the other world had abandoned her? Oh right, SOLDIER. Had no room whatsoever to talk so he just dropped the subject. Leave it to him to inadvertently bring up one of the most uncomfortable subjects to talk about. He grabbed onto the door handle and turned it, revealing the dark back room of the bar. Part of him wondered if this Tifa was good at mixing drinks too. There was time for that later.

"Try to keep it down. There could still be some customers around."