sorry old man, but that's just the way that it is

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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.

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"Hey, you're the one who brought it up, chica," Rico said with a shrug. "Shouldn't you come up with the first idea?"

And she was finding herself agreeing with this woman a lot more than she'd first thought. "Far more. I don't sleep as good until I've put somebody on the floor."

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"Let's see...usually, I like my hiding places to be close, dark, and secret. As for what I'd hide in there, gotta be something small enough to fit, but big enough to matter." She put a finger to her lips, as if in thought, then laughed. "I'm real good at hiding. I like to keep it in as long as I can."

She nodded her agreement. "Lately, I've gotten sick of fighting psycho monsters, but I could really go for a good, old fashioned beat down."

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Well that was certainly a come on if Rico had ever heard one. So she just grinned, slyly. "So, should I just cover my eyes and start counting to a hundred? 'Cause it sounds like you've got something in mind already."

"Well, you never know what the fuck you're going to find in this place. Seems like a real madhouse."

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She shrugged. So far, the Gardens seemed like a lot of fake magical crap to her. "If it's a madhouse, I hope there's gonna be more of the good kind of crazy."

She moved on to the more important topic at hand. "I've always got something in mind. That's another of my talents. So if you close your eyes, maybe you'll get a nice surprise. But if you don't close your eyes, maybe you'll get it anyway."

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"Guess we'll just have to see," Rico said with an answering shrug. Crazy shit was nothing new to her. She'd learned to roll with the punches.

Rico grinned. "A surprise ain't no fun if you see it coming, now, is it?" So she closes her eyes, looking otherwise relaxed, and simply waits. Let's see what this redhead has in mind.

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Reno didn't need a lot of encouraging. She leaned in, stepping closer, and slipped her tongue between Rico's lips. Kind of like hide and seek, right? She was hiding her tongue, anyway. Her hands, meanwhile, were more interested in hiding themselves in Rico's shirt. Nice and warm.

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It was exactly a surprise when Rico felt Reno's lips on hers. She'd seen it coming, really. So she didn't stop Reno's tongue, just parted her lips to welcome it. The hands were a little more of a shock, but she had figured this redhead was bold.

All the more reason to return the favor. Rico reached out, wrapping her arm around Reno's waist to pull her in closer, metal fingers pushing under the bottom of her shirt to trace warm flesh.