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Canon-Compliant/Divergent of Tifa Lockhart from FFVII ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ: @S0mnicul0sus MDNI, +20 writer

[s0mmersault]

                                But it's Different . . .

                                            . . . From a memory locked deep within.

 Tifa Lockhart　―　Brawler & Barmaid. [ An Independent portrayal from Final Fantasy VII.]

                                      ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ: ꜱᴏᴍɴɪᴄᴜʟᴏꜱᴜꜱ

Canon Compliant & Divergent. 　　―――― 　　Any timeline friendly.

[ rebirth/remake & original timeline. Mvrp/Multiverse Friendly. OC Friendly. ]

 MNDI +18 only. +21 writer, 10+ years of roleplay experience + new to tumblr roleplay.

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[fragmentedfury]

" Don't move, you're bleeding. "

@s0mmersault

it had happened faster than cloud had tracked ; they were doing a pick-up for one of tifa's friends, and it was supposed to be a relatively easy sounding job for a little bit of pay. so he and tifa had gone alone, typically more than enough for any threat that would come down on them.

a few fiends were never any trouble ; when a wave of them hit suddenly, cloud could feel the odds suddenly stacked against them — but they were capable ; they could handle it. until . . . one particularly quick fiend slipped around cloud with talons out, slashing aggressively at tifa's leg.

" tifa! " bringing the buster sword down hard, cloud dispatched of the creature quickly, gritting his teeth. he darted forward to catch tifa before she could fall, lowering her carefully. " don't move, you're bleeding. "

[s0mmersault]

 It was meant to be an easy job, and perhaps that was Tifa's mistake—underestimating how easy it would be. She was efficiently taking down her share of the monsters, delivering quick punches and kicks in rapid succession. However, her intense focus was shattered when she suddenly felt a painful, aggressive slash on her leg. Cloud was quick to catch the brawler, which she was thankful for; She inhaled a sharp breath trying to not cry with the pain, giving the blonde an apologetic smile.

 “ I'm sorry. ” A soft-toned apology, as she reached to touch her leg. It was a nasty cut, but not as deep as she thought it to be, yet the pain and the bleeding weren't helping to think otherwise. “ Are you okay ? It didn't hit you too, right ? ” She tried looking for any injuries on him.