[She feels her exhaustion in every movement, an anchor weighing her down after nearly a week of tirelessly patrolling the streets and protecting others from the Gnosia and their allies. Any sleep she's gotten has only been in increments of a couple of hours, usually during the period after she's used up her ability for the day and has to wait for it to return. Much like now.
Tifa turns her steps towards the safe house where she and a few others have been staying for the time being, the Inn feeling a little too obvious and easy to infiltrate. There's a pull in her urging her to turn away, to keep patrolling, but she does her best to push it down. She's already pushing herself terribly close to the edge. She would be no good to anyone if she let herself go over.
Ironically, that's when she feels it. A presence behind her that sends a prickling down the back of her neck, raising the hairs there. She's become accustomed to the sensation in the past couple of days. She knows what it means. The sound of footsteps approaching reach her as she spins around, dropping immediately into a ready stance, fists raised before her. And then she freezes, eyes wide.]
C-cloud?
[Her voice trembles over his name and her breath catches, almost like she wishes she could swallow it back down. No. No no no no. Not this. Not him.]
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Tifa turns her steps towards the safe house where she and a few others have been staying for the time being, the Inn feeling a little too obvious and easy to infiltrate. There's a pull in her urging her to turn away, to keep patrolling, but she does her best to push it down. She's already pushing herself terribly close to the edge. She would be no good to anyone if she let herself go over.
Ironically, that's when she feels it. A presence behind her that sends a prickling down the back of her neck, raising the hairs there. She's become accustomed to the sensation in the past couple of days. She knows what it means. The sound of footsteps approaching reach her as she spins around, dropping immediately into a ready stance, fists raised before her. And then she freezes, eyes wide.]
C-cloud?
[Her voice trembles over his name and her breath catches, almost like she wishes she could swallow it back down. No. No no no no. Not this. Not him.]