lockhart.

          Because of all the snow, the streets are often crowded with people especially now since it's the holiday season. People are out getting gifts for their loved ones and getting last minute preparations for things that they had planned, Tifa was no exception. In her hands, she had a stack of flyers just freshly printed and she was on her way home. These would be saved for the new year as that was when she planned to open her business, or at least she planned to.

          The sidewalk was more crowded that usual and because of this, she had been bumped and pushed into too many times for her liking and not a single person looked back to apologize to her, but it took the cake when some idiot decided to bump her so hard that all of her flyers came falling out of her hands and into the snow and gradually under the feet of many people. That's it, she's had enough. Fists raised, a look of displeasure on her face, she's pushing through the crowd just to catch u with this guy and when she does, without a second thought she grabs his shoulder, forcing him to turn and look at her. ❝ Hey! I just printed those and I went through a lot to be able to! You owe me! You're going to help me print more! ❞

          It's intriguing how one would be able to tote around a suit of armor of that size around the city. Though the weather wasn't bright and sunny and was more for wearing sweaters, it baffled her how they were able to move around so easily. It was rude to ask, but she was dying to know. ❝ Hey, you have a minute? ❞

          ❝ 'Scuse me, you wouldn't happen to have a minute, would you? I have a bit of a favor to ask and you..look like you could help me. ❞ It's a bit of a longshot, though she might as well try and see if this handsome gentleman can help her in her quest of being able to buy a couple of things. ❝ See, I don't have money..and I need to buy a couple of things like some pencils and paper..but the lady in there won't let me just..take it. ❞

          While she's only just arrived, the large amount of people is something that surprises her. It's not to say that she's not used to a bustling city, but this..this is brand new. The passing faces of the people intrigue her, everyone wears an expression of their own. Some look downtrodden, others seem to be giggling in delight and some..well, some looked ready to attack at any moment. It's a shame that here too, people had to live on edge.

          But there is one person in particular who seems to capture her attention. Slowly, she reaches for him, tapping his shoulder lightly in an attempt to gain his attention. ❝ Are you fixing to hit someone with that bat in your hand? ❞ Arms crossed with a smile on her face as she questions him. It's pretty funny, how he's carrying around that bat and all, or at least that's what she thinks. ❝ Or are you just going somewhere to practice your swings? ❞ 

          It seems many oddities are walking the streets of this city, but that gives her all the more reason to ask about them. It was an easy way of meeting people, sure, but there was always the possibility of people taking offense. Still, she's had no negative reactions so far, what's stopping her now? ❝ Is that a helmet or something that you're wearing? It looks..very well-made, if so. ❞ She poses the question to the younger girl who was being accompanied by a rather lazy looking older man.

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