'Cause we are living in a material world...

[meteor_heart]

Who: Tifa Lockheart (meteor_heart ), Vanille (yay_us ) and maybe others?
When: Wednesday Evening
Where: The Underground shopping mall
Summary: Tifa's still feeling bummed about Cloud, so she's browsing the shopping mall for clothes that might help take her mind off it. Enter the perky Vanille!
Warnings: Overt Perkiness?

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[yay_us]

"Not that one...not that one...oh, definitely not this one." A quiet but continuous commentary flowed from Vanille as she sought through racks for a skirt that would suit her. It wasn't that she didn't love her fur, made just for her in Oerba, but if she was to be stuck here for so long there was no reason to go about in the same old clothes all the time. And she liked skirts, though she couldn't seem to find any that weren't too long or too drab or too business-like.

Vanille sighed, turned away from the rack, and bumped right into someone as she made to step away. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" This was what came of not watching where you were going--running into some poor unsuspecting woman.

[meteor_heart]

Tifa started at the impact and took a half step back, spilling the two skirts she'd been carrying onto the floor. "Oh, no no, I'm sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going."

She bent down to retrieve them, a long, flowing skirt and a shorter, black number that she only half considered actually wearing.

[yay_us]

"No, no," Vanille assured her hastily, kneeling on the floor to help retrieve the spilled garments. "I'm the one who wasn't looking where I was going. It's not the first time...oh, what a pretty skirt!"

She straightened up with the shorter of the two numbers in her hand and held it out toward the woman with a speculative gaze, trying to picture it on her. "Definitely pretty. I bet it'll look really good on you." Actually, the other girl herself was very pretty, tall and with that long fall of black hair. Now Vanille was even sorrier for bumping into her. She hated to look so clumsy.

[meteor_heart]

"Oh..." Tifa flushed a little at the compliment, looking at the skirt and then at Vanille almost helplessly. "You think so? I wasn't sure, it's a little on the short side yeah?"

A sheepish smile plays across her face as she half-models in front of the other girl, posing with her arms out to the sides. "Still think so? Mmmm, I think it might look better on you, it suits your figure."