Things Are Never What We Want Them To Be
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timeandtides_backupCharacters: Everyone under the Strife-Lockhart roof.
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Cloud and Tifa have a few choice words for each other
Location: Lindblum
Date: February 1804
Warnings: Screaming, shouting, angst, drama, ohhhh the drama!
[OOC: Cloud and Tifa will have their own thread, the rest of you are welcome to react in a subthread.]
Cloud was feeling pretty unwell after his trip to Wutai. He'd stuck around to check on things in the city and see just what could've caused Sephiroth to get his wing, but all he'd found was that the longer he stayed there the worse he'd started to feel. It had began as a stomach ache but by the time he'd left he was actually throwing up at times. He didn't know what it was but once he set foot in Lindblum, and off the airship, he felt increasingly better. He was still as pale as ever, of course, but at least he didn't feel like he was going to be sick every few minutes.
Stepping through the front door, Cloud headed upstairs right away, not bothering to speak to anyone as he made his way to the bedroom. He was in for a world of hell from Tifa, if she was home. He had his reasons though, and he'd stick by them. The kids had been safe with Firion and Cid, he wasn't going to leave them alone... but he didn't think she'd see it his way.
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Cloud and Tifa have a few choice words for each other
Location: Lindblum
Date: February 1804
Warnings: Screaming, shouting, angst, drama, ohhhh the drama!
[OOC: Cloud and Tifa will have their own thread, the rest of you are welcome to react in a subthread.]
Cloud was feeling pretty unwell after his trip to Wutai. He'd stuck around to check on things in the city and see just what could've caused Sephiroth to get his wing, but all he'd found was that the longer he stayed there the worse he'd started to feel. It had began as a stomach ache but by the time he'd left he was actually throwing up at times. He didn't know what it was but once he set foot in Lindblum, and off the airship, he felt increasingly better. He was still as pale as ever, of course, but at least he didn't feel like he was going to be sick every few minutes.
Stepping through the front door, Cloud headed upstairs right away, not bothering to speak to anyone as he made his way to the bedroom. He was in for a world of hell from Tifa, if she was home. He had his reasons though, and he'd stick by them. The kids had been safe with Firion and Cid, he wasn't going to leave them alone... but he didn't think she'd see it his way.
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Date: 2010-02-28 12:55 am (UTC)"Cloud..."
It looked as though she'd end up waiting for him yet again. Tifa sank down on the couch in the living room and let out a shaky breath. Firion. As if she didn't feel guilty enough being jealous of Aerith.