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vatheon2012-09-14 07:29 pm
fightforastar) wrote in vatheon2012-09-14 07:29 pm
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Who: Tifa and anyone
Where: Middle district shop
When: Afternoon
Style: I'll match
Status: Open!
Sometimes it was the little things that did it.
Tifa had done her best since her arrival to distract herself from the situation back home. There was nothing she could do about it until she found a way back, so worrying just wasn't practical. She'd volunteered almost immediately to help look for answers in that lab on the island. When she wasn't doing that, she'd had plenty of the bubble to explore and familiarize herself with. There'd been all the necessities of living to see to, people to talk to, and she'd even tried going to that ball last week.
She could feel it pressing on her, like something closing in out of the corner of her eye. It was pretty common for conversations to turn to home, or for people to bring up things that reminded her of it in spite of herself. The past few days had been the worst of it. Someone murdered, Rinoa's best friend disappearing...
But she'd forced everything out of her mind then, and she managed. It was the little things.
She was out shopping. As uncomfortable as it was taking things for free, she'd been here for weeks now and she could use more than a few changes of clothes. And there was one shirt, hung up in the wrong section, that looked so very much like Cloud's uniform.
That was all it was. Just a shirt. One stupid, unexpected little thing that made her think of him.
She didn't know where he was. Her whole world could be coming to an end, but what got to her the most was that her best friend was missing. Probably he was dead. And she didn't even know, maybe she never would know, if he was really Cloud or just some science experiment who'd tricked the both of them into thinking he was her childhood friend. She wouldn't know if it made a difference in how she felt.
She was crying before she realized it. Crying there in the middle of the store over some stupid shirt.
Where: Middle district shop
When: Afternoon
Style: I'll match
Status: Open!
Sometimes it was the little things that did it.
Tifa had done her best since her arrival to distract herself from the situation back home. There was nothing she could do about it until she found a way back, so worrying just wasn't practical. She'd volunteered almost immediately to help look for answers in that lab on the island. When she wasn't doing that, she'd had plenty of the bubble to explore and familiarize herself with. There'd been all the necessities of living to see to, people to talk to, and she'd even tried going to that ball last week.
She could feel it pressing on her, like something closing in out of the corner of her eye. It was pretty common for conversations to turn to home, or for people to bring up things that reminded her of it in spite of herself. The past few days had been the worst of it. Someone murdered, Rinoa's best friend disappearing...
But she'd forced everything out of her mind then, and she managed. It was the little things.
She was out shopping. As uncomfortable as it was taking things for free, she'd been here for weeks now and she could use more than a few changes of clothes. And there was one shirt, hung up in the wrong section, that looked so very much like Cloud's uniform.
That was all it was. Just a shirt. One stupid, unexpected little thing that made her think of him.
She didn't know where he was. Her whole world could be coming to an end, but what got to her the most was that her best friend was missing. Probably he was dead. And she didn't even know, maybe she never would know, if he was really Cloud or just some science experiment who'd tricked the both of them into thinking he was her childhood friend. She wouldn't know if it made a difference in how she felt.
She was crying before she realized it. Crying there in the middle of the store over some stupid shirt.
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Great! Let's go, I know a good shop not far from here!
[Follow the excited leader, Tifa.]
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[All right, Rinoa. Let's go take over the shop from those KH kids.
Or just walk in, that's fine, too.]
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Rinoa walks up to the counter, looking at all choices they had to offer.]
See anything you like?
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[After a moment of deliberation, Rinoa decides to order some orange sherbert in addition to Tifa's chocolate. Once their orders are in, she turns around and leans back against the counter.]
Shouldn't take too long.
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So ice cream is the standard for cheering someone up?
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[Because who doesn't like ice cream?]
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There weren't many good ice cream places in Midgar, but it's not a bad idea.
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[Speaking of, their orders are served up. Rinoa shows her tattoo, and the ice cream are handed over to them. Hers is in a dish, and she happily takes a spoonful in her mouth.]
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It was kind of depressing.