a new acquaintance

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Characters: Seifer & Tifa
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Tifa takes a step out of the inn to explore the city and meets a grumpy friendly face.
Location: Lindblum
Date: February 1st
Warnings: Alcohol reference.



Tifa was in considerably higher spirits then the days prior to her sudden arrival in Burmecia. Reuniting with Aerith and Zack had filled her with great joy as well as ease. The surprises of a new world were less intimidating while amongst friends.

However Tifa quite welcomed the next surprise; Lindblum was a beautiful city.
She was quick to rent a room, only to step out the door right after. She had never seen a place like this, it seemed straight out of some novel she read when she was little. Smile settled softly on her face, she walked casually, slowly turning her head left then right, taking in the sights.

Curiosity took the best of her when she came across a sign that read "Bobo's Pub." The young barkeep could use a new comparison to her own establishment, and who knows; a place like this, she might see a new drink or two.

The door gave a good squeak as she entered the small bar, seeing only a few customers. She didn't hesitate as she strode to take a seat at the wooden counter, eyes fondly scanning the various bottles locked within the barkeep's glass cabinet.

(occ: I went back to tag, but for some reason it won't let me tag poor little Seifer. Will be edited asap.)

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She didn't even bother to hide her smirk as she watched him. This guy was quite the character. "Well, I suppose it's plausible to see why you would prefer one over the other." Her order had arrived just then, a simple fruit-flavored blend. Tifa raised the glass to her lips, but right before she took a sip, she quickly settled it back down on the counter.

"What's your name? Wait- No, don't answer." She pointed a finger to his face to assure his silence, "Ladies first." Keeping direct eye contact with him, she pulled his closest wrist out and firmly shook it. "I'm Tifa. And I for one find big stupid dances to be just as fun as hunting festivals."

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Damn, this woman sure had balls. Figuratively, of course. Unless there was something he didn't know. Not that he, y'know, wanted to find out anyway.

First she'd displayed her boldness by daring to hush him immediately after asking his name so that she could introduce herself first. He felt a twinge of impatience in his gut, but decided to keep it at bay. He'd actually like to avoid making new enemies in a strange place; after all, he never knew who might come in handy for him getting where or what he needed.

Second, he sure didn't quite appreciate the rather forced handshake (wristshake?), so after a moment he pulled his arm back. "Seifer," he finally introduced himself. "And hey, whatever you say. You have fun at your dance, and I'll have fun showing the people around this place what I'm made of."

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"The dance might be exactly where you want to show yourself," she casually replied. Her gaze was retreated back to the cabinet, scanning the beverages once again. She had already picked out her favorite bottles. Wonder if that barkeep will let her take some home with her?

"My good friend told me that everyone who has been 'falling out of the sky' is invited." His attire was more than enough to show he too was a foreigner, much like herself. "If you want a chance to run into some of your friends, I suggest you make an appearance." With one final gulp she finished her refreshment, "Besides... a dance or two can't be that bad, right?"

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Seifer scoffed. "Yeah, right. No thanks." His second beer arrived and he immediately took a drink from it. "The whole 'formal wear' thing isn't really for me."

And that thing she said about a chance to run into friends... well, the chances were incredibly small for that happening. Fujin wouldn't be caught dead in a dress, and Raijin was perhaps a bit too proud of his physique to cover it up with a suit. But maybe, just maybe, with all the advertisement it'd be getting...

"I really don't think my friends'd be there. I don't even think they're in this world." They'd made no attempt to contact him, anyway.

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Her eyes lowered as he so easily dismissed the possibility. Could anyone really be sure if their friends where here? The only thing one could do is try...at least hope.

Her head remained lowered as she murmured, "So, you're just going to give up on them? That's... really unfair. What if they're out there just waiting for something as small as the hint of your name?" Pushing her empty glass aside, Tifa propped her elbow on the counter and settled her chin on her hand facing Seifer once again.

"I'm waiting for someone too. But I hope he isn't sitting in some bar hiding, like you."