#damnedfallguy

Johnny snaps his head to the left, in the hopes that ‘you’ meant you someone else and not him. Specifically not him. Anyone but him, he bemoans, as he becomes aware of those next to him inching just that little bit further away from where he stood. He swiftly glances over to his right, scanning the faces there… praying that someone, anyone, would come forward to respond. Only to reach the realization, a few seconds later, that everyone else is staring right back at him. Oh, come on…     

 ❛  Man , you ShinRa bastards just don’t know when to call it quits huh… I ain’t got shit to say to you, or Public Security.  ❜

“Amusing how you speak of public security when the President of Shinra is before you.”  A lowering of his eyes, he glanced to the side at his bodyguards for the evening. They were Soldiers, ones that were very familiar with the young man before him. He had exchanged his Turks for these others often now, Reno was still recovering from his brush with death and the Turks had other issues assigned to.

They were, however, never too far away.

“They spoke of you; your name is echoed quite a lot in Shinra. Any reason to why you gained such a following?”

He knew the reason, he just enjoyed hearing it from others—to catch them in their lie and twist it just enough for them to break.

With everything she knew gone and in ashes, Tifa eventually working in a bar called Seventh Heaven. It wasn’t her’s yet,but she knew how to keep the customers happy. Even if it meant she had to fake a smile every now and then.

“There I was thinking I won’t have to deal with your dumbass again, and here we are.” Costa del Sol - of course he’d run into Johnny in Costa del Sol. People like him practically swarm to places like these for reasons beyond Cloud’s comprehension; he would never pick Costa del Sol as a favourable holiday location (not that he thinks much of slacking off to begin with, it’s a waste of time and money). He considers himself far above the body-ogling and the flaunting of tanned skin. Instead, Cloud’s made himself at home at the only place he can truly appreciate: the bar. People who tried and failed to talk to him aren’t making the same mistake twice, leaving the blond to sip his bourbon and dwell on where their journey may take them next. The rest of his band have taken far better to the environment and flew out to spend their temporary freedom at the beach. But, they have earned this break - everyone has, he is just not in the mood to celebrate. 

Tifa Birthday Wishes

Hearing Johnny before seeing him burst through the entrance of the bar, Tifa gave him a small smile. At least his energy was sweet.