. . . tell me . . . that I did not . . .

Cloud, with the condoms that Zack had purchased in hand, made his way up the stairs to the bedroom where Tifa was waiting- he hoped. He took a deep breath in, his hand lingering on the door. Hesitant, he thought of all the things that could go wrong tonight. Did he even know how to please her? Obviously he knew the mechanics of it all considering ( Read more... )

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As soon as Jordon dropped him off in the desolate land of Zanarkand, Cloud was off searching for Tifa. Occasionally being stalled by the random encounter, Cloud was tireless in his efforts to fight her. He cursed at himself, he knew he shouldn't have let her go, and he should have paid more attention to the community ( Read more... )

Cloud came into the bar like his usual, quiet self. Mentally scanning the place for anything that was out of place (usually caused by Kadaj), he headed upstairs in search of Tifa, Marlene, Denzel or any combination of the three. Slightly anxious about the Beach, he had already prepared an argument against it- even if all three tried to convince him ( Read more... )

. . . Tifa; did you offer Kadaj a place to stay here.

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I'm not getting any answer from Cid. I think he's left his PHS off. Or lost it again.

Zack and Aeris need to stay at the bar tonight. I'll sleep downstairs.

Zack's coming back. And Aeris.