#arrow through time

Snow you gotta dive WITH ELEGANCE~ ARCH YOUR BACK FOR THE SKIEEESSS—

Elegance, elegance... I GOT DIS YO--

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(⊙ ‿ ⊙) I will find you Snow…

........ /insertsilentMANRYSCREECHMOTHEROFETRO

…..Do I gotta bring out Meanie Miss Farron to sober you guys up hm? HMM? >B[

W-wait, Serah. I'm perfectly sober, it's just... Noel... /SNOWMANUSESESCAPE

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-dives out the window-

"What do you plan on making this time, kupo?" The toy moogle teetered by the hunter's side as he slung a hefty boar from the grassy plains and over his shoulder. Mog seemed to be stunned at the act, flinching in midair and jerking its oversized head back in awe. "Mmn, well, I remember that one time Serah made a face at me when I brought back just a couple of fruits and berries." He turned to look over the other side of his shoulder, only to just see the moogle zooming over for eye contact since he clearly couldn't see him from the side the boar was being hitched. "She looked kind of offended almost -- but she was making that face where it was like she didn't want to say anything, and yet you could tell that she wasn't too happy about just going vegetarian for the day."

Mog swung from side to side, kicking his little legs as he waggled a small paw out towards his friend. "Looks can be deceiving you know, kupo!" Noel turned to look at the little moogle them, giving the other a testy, yet teasing glower. "Yeah -- says the one who claims to know the most about her. You didn't even know she liked to eat hearty meat until I was the one that messed up that time." At his sudden emphasis in his accusation, the brunette had moved closer towards the moogle, along with his killed boar in tow. Mog, intimidated by such a large beast being slung merely on the end of Noel's shoulder, instantly backed away and gave the hunter some space with a quick shake of its head.

"Now. Let's go find her. She's probably waking up from that quick nap she wanted to take." And with a signal nod, the moogle hovered after his friend as they made their way to a small grassy clearing. A gentle breeze swept past the area, bending the long weeds slightly to the east. Noel shrugged the monster off his shoulder and checked for any blood stains; luckily, he had skinned the thing just right that his clothes hadn't been ruined. He had already kindled a fire beside the place Serah had chose to sleep next to, and tossed the boar up onto the stake to sizzle. Satisfied, he then made his way over to a sleeping pinkette and tapped the girls head lightly.

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Traveling seemed to be the only thing Tifa could do in this new and strange world.  It made her busy, preoccupying her from thoughts that she'd rather not have and made her feel as though she was doing something rather than nothing.  It was wishful thinking if she considered there was an end to wherever she was, but taking a step forward was better than standing idly in her book.  She had decided to venture off north; perhaps, if she knew her way around the realm, at the very least it would make things easier.  It was difficult to just ask people things like where she was or where to go or what to do.  No one else appeared particularly bothered or concerned by this new world--at least on the surface, anyway.

As she embarked on her journey, traveling on a walking route that would lead her to--Hevia, she believed, she took out the map that she somehow managed to retrieve in Polis and began deciphering it.  The last thing that Tifa wanted was to get lost in uncharted waters.

She sighed.  It wasn't like this was a big deal.  She had been on long-winding journeys before with the gang back in the good, old days, but of course, this was different.  For one thing, she was alone.  The gang or AVALANCHE wasn't here.  And for another thing, at least back then, she knew where she was and where she was going and what to do.  Here, Tifa had a motivation--to return home--but without the way of getting there, she was pretty stumped for the most part, hence the traveling.  If she was going to stuck here for a while, she might as well try to understand the place better and to have some familiar ground while she was at it.  She had been through strange things before; she wouldn't let this get to her, too.

As the brawler lifted her gaze up from her map, she noticed that there was a sign plastered by the route.  Next to it was a girl with pink rose-colored hair.  Tifa beamed for a second.  It was a person, an actual person.  It had been a while since she bumped into someone while she was traveling.  Tifa didn't want to bother the girl if she was busy and had her own things to take care of, but she yearned for an real conversation and some decent human contact.  It wasn't exactly wonderful to be stuck all day with only her thoughts to keep her company.