001.[Voice.]//Wakey,wakey.

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

[ Hm, one moment please. This may take awhile. Dazed and disoriented, Tifa isn’t particularly quick at putting the pieces together as she comes to, sprawled oh-so-gracefully across the bed. Lifting her head from the covers, she blinks lazily, the only coherent thought running through her mind being a simple acknowledgement that the room looks…different.

Much different than the small end clinic in Mideel.

She blinks again slowly, shifting and pushing herself to sit up, legs curled beneath her. ] ….Huh.

[ Her gaze continues to flutter from one thing to another, glancing over everything and anything before her. Still disoriented, but gradually coming back to herself, Tifa frowns lightly. ] How..—What…

[ Between the confusion that’s gradually bleeding into suspicion and her rising anxiousness, her jumbled thoughts can’t formulate properly. There’s one thing that can put an end to that though; one detail about the room almost immediately snapping her to full awareness. ] …Cloud..?

[ There’s the sound of more shifting, the woman scrambling off the bed and to her feet. Okay, wait…--she plops back down on the edge of the bed. Still a little dizzy; hold on. She pauses then, giving the room another slow look over. Cue some mumbling. ] Where am I..?

[ She had last been with Cloud, taking care of him and looking after him…but he doesn’t seem to be here with her…where ever here is. ]....And where are you?

[ooc: Hope I'm doing this right. And yes, it's TakingcareofVeggieCloud!Tifa. Just for the lols. ]

Comments

[seasonofsamurai.livejournal.com]

You're in Paradisa. You're stuck until the castle gets bored of you.

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

[ Paradisa…? Hm. Nope. That’s not ringing any bells. Try again? ]

…Where? [ Pause. ] The castle?

[ Sorry. Teefs is confused. ]

[seasonofsamurai.livejournal.com]

[Understandable. Who wouldn't be?]

Paradisa. You've been pulled from your world into this one with the rest of us.

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

But…[ Trails off. ]

That doesn’t…[ Trailing off again. ]

[ Let’s try this one more time. ] …Why?

[lord-morrolan.livejournal.com]

[Well, well.]

Welcome back, Tifa.

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

[ Wait what? ]

...Excuse me?

[lord-morrolan.livejournal.com]

You won't remember it, but we have met. My name is Morrolan; we were neighbors.

You are in a world far from your own. Fear not, though. Your Cloud is here, as are others you may know.

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

[ Nice try, it’s not going to be that easy though.


…..but then again. Mentioning Cloud is anyone’s best bet of getting her cooperation. First things first, figure out what’s happening with chocobohead, then figure out what’s going on. ]

Cloud is here? [ Pause. ] Is he alright? [ Pause. ] Where is he?

1/2

[ontheclockpro.livejournal.com]

[a pause]

[ontheclockpro.livejournal.com]

[Dictates;]

Tifa?

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

[ …Well, this could explain some things. Maybe. brb Tifa's jumping to conclusions. ]

So the Turks are behind this?

[ Kidnapping? For shame. :| ]

[ontheclockpro.livejournal.com]

[...Well that narrows down what time period she's from]

No, we're not.

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

[ Wary, still very wary of you. ]

What’s going on then?

[shiningprayer.livejournal.com]

... Tifa.

[There's no mistaking that voice.]

It's been a while.

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

[ Imagine that. Reno had been telling the truth after all. ]

…..

[ There’s the sound of her breath catching and then a long pause on her side. When her voice finally answers, it’s a strange mix of hopefulness, hesitance and uncertainty. ]

….Aerith….? Is it…really you?

[shiningprayer.livejournal.com]

[Yes, imagine that.]

Of course it's me. When I said I'd come back, I didn't mean like this, though...

Oh, and you can stop picking on Reno now. The Turks aren't our enemies anymore.

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

[ A little overwhelmed right now—but she’s really happy to be hearing from yooou Aerith~ ]

….I…I’m glad you’re back. [ It’s simple and clumsy, but maybe that’s what makes it so genuine.

But wait…]

…They’re not..? But—Aerith, yes they are. Have you forgotten everything they’ve done to us?

[kindnessing.livejournal.com]

Tifa? Is that you?

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

[ Still a little unsure about revealing herself over this…journal…thing. So how about you introduce yourself first. ]

….Who is this?

[kindnessing.livejournal.com]

Ah, you must have - [a pause] Oh. That's... never happened before.

Um. I know you don't remember me, but I was... acquainted with you when you were here before.

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

[ Hm. Someone did mention something about her being here before… ]

Oh. [ Pause. ] Sorry... [ Another pause. ] How...long ago was I here by the way?

[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

[...why do you sound so familiar?]

You're in Paradisa.

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

[ Now there’s a voice she recognizes. Seems Reno isn’t the only Turk around. ]

….Rude, right?

[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

That's right. [Not a note of recognition in there. Oh, losses.] And you are?

[slapping-queen.livejournal.com]

[ She’ll admit she’s a little surprised he doesn’t recognize her voice, but she hardly thinks too heavily on it. ]

…This is Tifa.