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queenoflogs2011-04-19 12:29 pm
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sorry old man, but that's just the way that it is
Characters: Tifa, and you!!! (sob open log finally...)
Date: Um...to...day? Maybe a little later in the evening. We'll say 5 pm-ish?
Summary: Mostly just...hanging out in the Seventh Heaven. Actionspam/prose is fine. You can make a thread with the intent of talking to Tifa or you can make your own threads. I don't care, go wild. If your character is tiny it's okay for them to visit! Tifa can cook for them. Or give them fruit juice, or mother them incessantly.
Warnings: Should be none! If there are any, I will update when necessary. Keep in mind any bar brawls can and will be broken up, and violently, by Tifa herself. That doesn't mean they can't happen, but they will be stopped.
Today had been a slow day, but Tifa didn't mind the silence, broken in intervals by the outside noises, the soft sounds of nature winding down for the night. She wondered, idly, if she should play the piano to join in. It had been a long time since she'd been surrounded by so much nature. It was a little overwhelming, at times. She was reminded of leaving Midgar after years of being under the oppressive Plate, of being shown the sudden clarity of clear, boundless blue skies. It felt like she was falling, as if the ground would disappear beneath her feet. She felt a lot like that, lately.
Without anyone around to break up the monotony of the evening, Tifa distracted herself by cooking, taking inventory, anything to keep her busy. There were so many different kinds of liquor, stuff she'd never even used before. She'd been entertaining herself during her downtime by figuring out what went well together. She never was one to drink much herself, but figuring out new mixes was something she'd always enjoyed.
Date: Um...to...day? Maybe a little later in the evening. We'll say 5 pm-ish?
Summary: Mostly just...hanging out in the Seventh Heaven. Actionspam/prose is fine. You can make a thread with the intent of talking to Tifa or you can make your own threads. I don't care, go wild. If your character is tiny it's okay for them to visit! Tifa can cook for them. Or give them fruit juice, or mother them incessantly.
Warnings: Should be none! If there are any, I will update when necessary. Keep in mind any bar brawls can and will be broken up, and violently, by Tifa herself. That doesn't mean they can't happen, but they will be stopped.
Today had been a slow day, but Tifa didn't mind the silence, broken in intervals by the outside noises, the soft sounds of nature winding down for the night. She wondered, idly, if she should play the piano to join in. It had been a long time since she'd been surrounded by so much nature. It was a little overwhelming, at times. She was reminded of leaving Midgar after years of being under the oppressive Plate, of being shown the sudden clarity of clear, boundless blue skies. It felt like she was falling, as if the ground would disappear beneath her feet. She felt a lot like that, lately.
Without anyone around to break up the monotony of the evening, Tifa distracted herself by cooking, taking inventory, anything to keep her busy. There were so many different kinds of liquor, stuff she'd never even used before. She'd been entertaining herself during her downtime by figuring out what went well together. She never was one to drink much herself, but figuring out new mixes was something she'd always enjoyed.
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She automatically assumed that male Reno was a lot better than your average asshole. If not better than her. But he was doubtlessly a fantastic and extremely hot guy. "I do know what you mean. I've banged a few secretaries in my day."
Reeve's question wasn't hard to answer. "Of course I want Rude to show up. But any of the Turks would be good. Or Rufus." She paused to consider that. "Rufus with boobs would be amazing." Sad as it was, she kind of wanted Cloud to show up, considering the Sephiroth situation, but Reeve didn't know who the fuck Cloud was. She didn't want to get into a stupid "Who's Cloud?" conversation, so she didn't mention it.
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"Rufus with--", Reeve nearly inhaled the head on her beer. She laughed her remaining her breath into her glass.
"Yes, that would be interesting, to say the least. I wouldn't mind seeing practically anybody, really-- though Scarlet would be low on my personal list. Does your Reeve-- do I get along with Scarlet in your universe?"
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"Reeve and Scarlet, huh?" Reno considered. She'd kept an eye on the executives, but it had been a while. "Well, it's not like I was all up in your and Scarlet's business, back in the day, but from what I understand, you weren't best friends, to say the least. But Reeve was too nice to start shit with her."
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"Ah, yes. Well some things seem the same, anyway. Scarlet and I-- aren't exactly friends! To say that least. Ha ha, I guess it could be said I was too nice to "start shit" with her. Either that, or I just wanted to avoid her!"
"So. Rufus is president-- how's that working out? I never got that close to him, so I don't know him that well. Is he well-liked?"
With Rufus' father in mind as an example of the Shinra family's rule, she wonders. She really does.