#shinrako

[chirith]

@shinrako​ . x

   ･ﾟ✫*           " You have to be more careful, you could’ve been caught ..! No materia .., almost no materia is worth it. ”

[byulsa-arc]

SHE OFTEN FINDS HERSELF in this dilemma, more than she would care to admit. her actions always moved with her heart first, so she does little to think when she notices the blood && dirt on the side of his face. she only wishes they were back at SEVENTH HEAVEN so she could have a clean rag on hand. nevertheless, nimble fingers reach, soft but steady to wipe away the grime --  all without saying as much as a simple hello. 

“   hm ?  ”  her smile is soft,  a small tilt to her head with a little shrug. “  rather my gloves than your face,  i’d say.  ”  her hands are already busy, pulling a vial from her side pouches that rest on her waist--  she reaches to place a healing potion into the palm of his hand before a rejection can be voiced. “ this should do the trick. you don’t want it to get any worse. ” 

the embarrassment slides through full throttle when her free hand clasps onto the back of her neck, cheeks starting to crimson as her smile pulls more towards the corners of her face. “  I’m TIFA by the way, probably should’ve started with that.  ” she laughs, small & breathy in hopes to dissipate how her chest blooms with nervous energy.

CONTINUATION OF X: @shinrako​  [ WASH ]: wipe something off my muses cheek

[grandschemed]

@shinrako​ asked: “ ... any chance ya’ would let me off scot-free ? ” he knows it’s a dangerous game every time he sends strix off on a mission. he’s learned to circumvent most situations ; a quick escape, a distraction, but he’s got his back against the wall here, and he takes to protecting his kits first before himself. “ come on, big guy walking aroun’ with a sword like that — can spare a couple materia, can’t he ... ? “ his eyes are darting. one path, one escape, that’s all —- // for cloud 😳

shit, cloud doesn’t have time to deal with this.  he pauses, considering his options while holding the thief’s wrist hostage.  frankly, he’s inclined to release him.  after all, there’s plenty of petty thieves and everyone’s hurting to make some kind of living, but targeting his materia ain’t cool.  

with a sigh, he pockets the stolen materia, shaking his head.  “it’s your lucky day, pal.”  he doesn’t like the way he’s looking around like he’s ready to bolt any second, but cloud lets him go against better judgement.  after all, the man’s got two hissing mouths to feed.  “careful who you try to rob next time,” he reprimands, despite his own lack of honor.

“... next guy might not be as nice as me.”