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open ๐ hello world! i'm your wild girl
Who: Tifa Lockhart & YOU
What: December catch-all!
Where: Where the threads happen
When: When the threads happen
Content Warnings: N/A
What: December catch-all!
Where: Where the threads happen
When: When the threads happen
Content Warnings: N/A
![]() ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ต๐ด ๐ช'๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐น๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ณ. ๐ช'๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐น ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ข๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ โ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ โซ |
โจ heavenly blanc
Meaning that it's the best place to be when handing out samples to draw the people of the Void to Wall Market, a gem hidden away in the underground of this world. A gem isn't something she thought she'd call it, given its origin, but this one is cleaner and quieter than its real-world counterpart.
She's standing at the counter with a platter of food and welcoming anyone who walks through the door, speaking over the bell and the music that lulls from the jukebox near the entrance.]
Can I interest you in some homemade sushi straight outta Strife's Bites?
[Who can say no to food?]
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Either way, the place always manages to calm her down whenever she felt anxious. There was still so much about this place she didn't know, it was a lot for her to absorb. As she entered into the building, she was surprised to hear a voice nearby.
Well, she wasn't expecting the sight of food in front of her!]
Oh thank you! You didn't need to do that, that's very kind of you!
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Well, how else would you know about Strife's Bites if I didn't?
[Besides word of mouth... There aren't a lot of other places around here to get some real cooked meals crafted by human hands. Where those cakes in the church come from, Tifa has no idea, and at this point, she's too afraid to ask.]
Don't think we've met before.
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sorry for the wait! work ate meee
Don't worry about it!
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Depends. [ she says with a sly touch in her voice as she takes a seat at the counter. ] Never heard of it.
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Strife's Bites? Only the best sushi joint in town. [The only sushi joint in town, more like.] Straight outta Wall Market! You haven't been yet?
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โจ underground academy - music room
They all have to find ways to keep themselves occupied, after all.
This isn't the first time she's visited the Underground Academy, but it is the first time she's come to the place aptly labeled the "Music Room". She's drawn to the variety of things to look at, but the main attraction is the grand piano sitting at its front and center.
She draws invisible lines across its polished lid before she very tentatively takes a seat on the stool, fingers hovering over the keys. It's been a long time since she's played, let alone sat at a piano, that she wonders if she even remembers how.]
Just like riding a bike... [she whispers to herself as she lowers her fingers, pressing gently on the keys. The sound echoes through the room and out into the hall, filling the rest of the Underground Academy with music as her strokes become more frequent and steadier, until it transforms into a proper melody.
Anyone within the vicinity will be met with a pleasant song or two, and those who journey into the music room will see a woman lost in the music at her fingertips, eyes opening only when the song comes to an end.]
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Though it didn't concern him, and he should leave it be music did have a calming effect on most people, himself included, apparently. Besides, if he wasn't down here alone it would be best to confirm the pianist's identity. Just in case.
Quietly, and confidently he strode towards the music room, stopping in the doorway and leaning against the frame when he saw who it was. Crossing his arms for good measure, he waited to be noticed, or.. not as he played dutiful audience member. Bartender turned foodstand operator, with a muscular build to imply she kept up on her physical training this more delicate exercise was a aspect he hadn't expected. Honestly, he was a little impressed, since at least two of those activities required discipline]
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With that hard exterior he's tried so hard to put on around her, he's the last person she expected to see down here, listening to her play, so the surprise in her expression is there, eyes widening behind the happy glow.]
Hm? [She calls out to him, standing up and pressing her palms on the lid of the piano. So, what'd you think?] Eight out of ten?
[She's just being modest!]
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so sorry for the wait!
I'll forgive you, if you forgive me!
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I'm so sorry for this Tifa
never be sorry!!
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They peer in through the doorway, seeing their ally at an instrument they have listed in their database as a Piano. They are somewhat familiar with them--despite transportation difficulties related to weight and size they are still found throughout Citadel space where Human culture has had an influence.
They hover near the doorway silently, not making so much as a single chattering noise so long as the music continues to play.)
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I'm a little rusty...
[Even if she hit every note.]
How long've you been listening?
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That was absolutely spellbinding! Have you been playing long?
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omg did i mess up arashi's gender, i'm so sorry ๐คฆโโ๏ธ
YOU'RE GOOD don't worry
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[either way, he stands there long enough, debating being somewhere else, that she finishes the piece and opens her eyes, and now he's trapped, isn't he? if he moves, for how limited his mobility is, he'll see him -- or at very least hear him. he has to stay, now]
[that in mind and after a beat (and a little stiltedly), he ventures:] I didn't know you played.
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he tries not to be too loud when he sneaks in to see who it is, but the bundles of music sheets in his hands makes opening the door sneakily a little difficult.
but at least he waits until the song's done to be a complete mess, as he attempts to open the door with his foot. and proceeds to spill all his sheet music on the floor but IT'S FINE, ]
Ah, crap!
[ ahahahaha nailed it! ]
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He heads that way and enters the music room only to see Tifa Lockhart there gracefully playing across the keys.
Not wanting to interrupt Zack leans against the doorframe with his arms crossed and just listens... It's really beautiful.]
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โจ underground academy - gymnasium
Which is why Tifa can be found utilizing the facility to its fullest potential often. The treadmills and bikes will be used, and she's slowly learning how to properly shoot one of those orange balls through the hoops. Basketball doesn't exist where she's from, so it doesn't have a proper name in her head, but she's smart enough to connect the dots.
She's spent some time alone in the gym, so when someone else enters, she's quick to reel them in, bouncing the basketball in their general direction with enough force for it to make it across the room.]
You up for a game?
[As if she knows what this even is!
Or! Maybe you find her at the punching bags, chains rattling with each connecting hit. She's worked up a sweat, so when she sees someone else, she's quick to lower her fists to wipe away the beads of sweat at her brow.]
Wanna give it a go?
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She'd been exploring when the sound had caught her attention. As she made her way to the door, she glanced over at Tifa, she looked at the woman out of the corner of her eye, quiet for a moment. Rather than responding immediately, she went to the other side of the big punching bag and added her weight to it, holding it firm.]
You hit pretty hard. It's moving around a bit... let me hold it steady.
[It was a sneaky way to feel out just how strong the girl's punches felt. She had a suspicion how strong Tifa was. She was curious.]
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Maybe. You feel like getting creamed?
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We can handwave the rest if you want! Plurk is pantheraliam if you want to plot it out <3
for sure!!
โจ hammerhead book stop & garage
Tifa makes a note of that before moving on to the mini mart, surprised to find nothing but books on the inside, with even a full library in one corner. Of course, the one thing that draws her attention is the section of cookbooksโshelves upon shelves dedicated to the art of food!? Call her old-fashioned but sign her up!
She might have gone a touch overboard with her collecting, with two stacks of books forming, one balanced carefully on each arm, and she reaches for another with what fingers she has left, trying to pull another book free with minimal success.]
'Scuse me, [she sighs to whoever has just entered the mini mart, and motions to a spine labeled Volume VII.] Could you grab that one for me? Please?
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[you'll have to forgive him, Tifa -- he didn't hear you, a little thrown by the fact that this place looks like Hammerhead, while at the same time, not. he knows that happens around here, he's seen the Citadel mixed with whatever else, on Mount Silver, but it's still jarring]
[to his credit, at least, he's managing to keep a solid poker face]
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โจ wildcard
told you i was coming
aside from the shrine, the wall market rises as one of the few places kimihiro dwells and for a single reason only. alcohol.
mugetsu wants it, and while kimihiro doesn't drink as much as the little fox, he is constantly doing so. it's a habit. so catch him going through the bottles of alcohol in one of the empty stalls, muttering something here and there to the spirit wrapped around his neck.)
i'm sorry, i had to
I MEAN THATS FAIR
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[ Scene: Aerith and Tifa, on the beach, settled on a blanket, bearing a few bottles. Whether or not both women wish to imbibe is another story, but Aerith has a drink in her hand and is considering the shoreline with a half-smile. ]
And even before that - when it was all white? That...was pretty scary. I thought so, anyway.
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gift exchange!
[that in mind, then, when he runs into Tifa in the hall, he holds the little purple thing up] I don't suppose you got one of these, too?
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pushing to a wrap if that's ok!
totally okay!
โ closed to cloud
She's rummaging through one of the tool kits when she stops and turns to Cloud.]
Too bad there're no cars around. Even bikes would've been nice...
[With a wrench in hand, she waves it around.]
We could've expanded Strife's Bites! Make it a delivery service.
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Bring the business to them instead of making them come to us? Not a bad idea.
[ She's always been good at expanding business... he certainly picked up a few mercenary tips from her, too! He wonders what else she could have up her sleeve as he stares at the wrench in her hand. ]
You know your way with a tool, too?
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