[After all that work cooking meat and building a fence, it's nice to have somewhere to go where she can relax and let go of all of the tension that's built up in her muscles... and to wash off the smell of beef. Tifa's been to the bathhouse before to shower, but hasn't been inside the baths yet, deciding to wait for the lights to start working again before giving them a try.
At the entrance, she reads the sign with some apprehension knitting into her brow: no towels in the bath? ... What is she supposed to do if someone else is in there?
Well, what's the harm, right? It's just a towel.
Anyone who's inside the bath already will receive a greeting when she strolls in, hair up and a towel wrapped securely around herself. When she dips her toes into the steaming water, she exhales in a relieved sigh. It feels nice... What she wouldn't have given for this back in Midgar, except this one is exceptionally cleaner than any of the bathhouses she would have expected to find in Wall Market.
When she recalls the rules written out in plain sight, Tifa presses a finger to her lips.]
Don't tell anyone.
[She then begins to lower herself slowly into the water with the towel still on. Please stop her... Please. For the love of god, stop her or watch her teleport away.
Or, you can find her outside, having just been kicked out in the blink of an eye. If you're passing through, a girl in a towel will magically appear directly in front of you, looking surprised and having no idea what the heck just happened. Her legs are dripping wet and she's cold, and it takes a moment for the realization to sink in that she's no longer inside the bathhouse.]
bathhouse ✨
At the entrance, she reads the sign with some apprehension knitting into her brow: no towels in the bath? ... What is she supposed to do if someone else is in there?
Well, what's the harm, right? It's just a towel.
Anyone who's inside the bath already will receive a greeting when she strolls in, hair up and a towel wrapped securely around herself. When she dips her toes into the steaming water, she exhales in a relieved sigh. It feels nice... What she wouldn't have given for this back in Midgar, except this one is exceptionally cleaner than any of the bathhouses she would have expected to find in Wall Market.
When she recalls the rules written out in plain sight, Tifa presses a finger to her lips.]
Don't tell anyone.
[She then begins to lower herself slowly into the water with the towel still on. Please stop her... Please. For the love of god, stop her or watch her teleport away.
Or, you can find her outside, having just been kicked out in the blink of an eye. If you're passing through, a girl in a towel will magically appear directly in front of you, looking surprised and having no idea what the heck just happened. Her legs are dripping wet and she's cold, and it takes a moment for the realization to sink in that she's no longer inside the bathhouse.]
Huh—!?