Tifa Lockhart

Her fire eyes light the way towards tomorrow. (Independent rp blog for Tifa Lockhart.)

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Mirabell didn't seem to hear the woman on the other end. "I can't take it, Aunt Tifa. I don't want him yelling at me too."

There was this want to reassure her, allow her a security found in the lie of 'He wouldn't yell at you.' But the bartender knew that was far too simple and answered nothing. "I know it might seem scary. . . He likes to yell like that when he's frustrated. You've done nothing wrong, and can tell him so if he tries to yell at you." Blowing off steam at the wrong people, it can still hurt.

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"I c-can here them yelling in the other room."

Oh dear. This. "Sweety. . . Is there anything I can do?"

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mirabell picked up the phone, crying. "Aunt Tifa?"

"Mirabell, what's wrong?"

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“My loyalty lies to my family, it has never been to myself… I was forced to shoot the one man that had been the only true father figure in my dead in the chest in order to make sure the rest of our family survived. We had turned our back on ShinRa… to help Veld find the one part of his family he believed he had lost. We basically joined AVALANCHE to save Elfe from a fate worse than death… only to get caught and given a choice.. kill Veld and Elfe…or we all die… Veld told me to do what was right to make sure the rest of our family lived… We were forced to scatter to the four winds that day… most of us in hiding until Meteor when we all came back to help Reeve evacuate Midgar and save the lives of the people no the plate. So no… we may not hold loyalty to the people that pay us that does not mean we do not hold loyalty to each other. You stated we were a family..we are.. as much as we want to kill each other.” He shook his head, she was making the snap decisions again with out really knowing what was going on. “One day.. you should walk in one of our shoes… before you judge us so harshly.”

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"I. . . Hm." She was wrong and she knew it. Those red eyes, looking up to him, revealed some of the words she wished not to say. Inner feelings, emotions not expressed. The truth being. . .

"Tseng. It isn't so simple as. . . Just considering what you've gone through." Fingers tightened around the chopsticks in her hands, the soap making them slippery. "One day. Yes. Maybe one day I won't always think of you as the man who did what he was told just for money. And maybe one day I won't always associate you Turks with the Shinra that killed my family. . . Both of my families." Her father, her Nibelheim. . . Her Jessie, Biggs, Wedge. To have pieces gathered up, merely to be shattered. . . Does suffocated anger ever go away?

"I didn't. . . Have time. . . To be angry before. I didn't have time to be upset, not when we had something to get done. And even now, I can't just get angry about things that happened years ago. . . But the truth is, that's just what I'm doing." Easily. She could have easily snapped them in two. Break them, give that phenomenal chemical feeling of physically destroying. . . Something as tiny as chopsticks would still do it.

Instead, Tifa dried them with the dishtowel, extending her hand with the utensils in her palm. She waited for him to take what belonged to him. "And what do you do, when there's nothing to get angry at anymore? So I'm sorry if I hold onto grudges long since overdue to be let go of. But. . ." But. It was hypocritical, for her to tell everyone to look to a bright future, when she silently turned to the past. Unresolved issues. . . They're very ugly.

But.

"One day. I can't. . . Be angry forever."

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“Psh…her…?!” Chika flailed her arms around and it was amazing the girl didn’t just fall out of her chair doing it. “No way…-hic- she’sh got…n-nothing on you~!” Chika then did the unthinkable and reached out, grabbing Tifa’s chest. “Her chesht ish….all that shesh got…good about her…!” She practically yelled that out.

Vert immediate pulled Chika’s arms back and smacked her on the head, promptly knocking the girls head into the counter and knocking her out. Unintentionally or not, you be the judge. “C-CHIKA! That’s it you……oh, oops.” Vert stared at the now unconscious girl and sighed, then stood up and bowed quickly to Tifa. “I-i’m so sorry…I told her we shouldn’t have come in here but…p-please don’t throw us out!” She apologized again and again for Chika’s actions, knowing there was probably nothing she could do after that.

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There were rules in 7th Heaven that Tifa upheld rather well. Disrespecting the bartender was one of them, but in a more general aspect, the rule was "Do not make anyone uncomfortable in the bar." And this young woman was certainly making her uncomfortable. Whether Vert did knock her out, the fighter still made it a point to take her hand from her breast and squeezed hard.

Granted, she might have felt the slightest ounce of regret when hearing a popping noise. But it was at that point that she let go of the woman's hand, for she was out for the night anyhow. A blow of air fell from her lips, sigh bringing her rigid shoulders down to relax. The bartender gave a look to her patrons in the booths, their curious gazes unwelcome in this instance.  She leaned back in her seat and gave a heavy sigh, crossing her arms over her chest and eyeing the woman in question. "If you're apologizing just because I'm the owner and can kick you out, then maybe you should leave."

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Her legs shook as they squeezed against his body. Her hand fell on the right side of him as another audible gasp echoed in the room. A woman's flushed face displayed embarrassment when they both could distinctly hear the dirty noises between her thighs. It sounded wet, but no sound could properly portray how absolutely euphoric it felt to have him inside her. Tifa's hair fell over her bare shoulders, dark strands swaying along with her breasts as she tried so desperately to maintain a slow rhythm to start.

Fingers curled into the sheets, her other hand gripping his tightly when she raised her hips and lowered them, over and over again. Maybe it was because his hips started moving too, or maybe it was while moving her legs to tangle with his. But whatever the reason, she soon abandoned all attempts at a slow beginning, rocking her hips with full force and strength. "V-Vincent- ahh, ah!! Y-your hands, on me. . . P-please!" Her words came alongside heavy breathing, hand that clutched his soon guided him to her waist.

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"Welcome to 7th Heaven." Tifa calmly spoke, audible over the radio that quietly played on the end of the counter. She looked up to find a man had come in, and gave him a smile.

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A date. “Huh. It’s been awhile since I’ve gone on a date. What would you like to do, Sara? Maybe we should go to the movies.”

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A make out session. Her hands slipped behind his neck as she pulled him to her level. Lips met his and tongue traced along his bottom lip to part his mouth for a heated kiss, breath for breath. "H-happy. . . Now?"

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