an anxious hero, whose heart bears anxiety

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I am more than happy to plot tho. Because plotting is fun. 

“Riiiiight…." Feeling almost silly for being so quick to gripe on like a mother would her past curfew child, she sighed; still letting her full upper body weight rest against firmly stout palms that lay against the oak finish. What could she really say to that? Accuse him of running off from his duties like he had before? Mindlessly she shook her ivory visage, lithe digit’s pressing loose strands of raven hair behind her ear. "Guess I was just worried, I do that you know? Worry about you." It was almost second nature, between the ex-soldier and the two kids that skittered about the place she had a lot of worrying to do! Tifa’s motherly instincts were not easy to cut off, if it was even possible at all. "Lost in the sights, huh? Bet that was interesting. Costa Del Sol…my, oh my it has been quite some time since my last visit." Actually hadn’t visited the resort since…well, before the fall of Meteor. Idly she pulled out a half full bottle, poured the amber liquid into a shot glass and slid it Cloud’s way, cerise tinctures grazing the form of his firmly set shoulders. "Well, I managed to write  down all the orders for delivery that came in during your absence. Though, for now, how ‘bout you rest up?"   

Her change in tone and expression had made the brood look back as a shot glass slid across the table. Without a hassle, the glass landed into the palm of his gloved hand. "..--thanks." Murky hues had suddenly closed as the veteran tipped his back and downed the amber liquid in 3 seconds flat. A faint sound from the pit of his throat echoed, a sign of which that the beverage was nice and hard, she knew his favorites. Once his bitter expression faded away, so did worries, looking into the very eyes of the barmaid. She made the same disinterest face the same as he did. It made him chuckle briefly. "..you shouldn't have to worry about me as much as you do. I do always return ya know." Tifa and him both knew the capabilities of a mercenary that he was and that he once saved the Planet from Sephiroth's grasp. This was always something that the veteran just couldn't figure out as to why she would get this way toward him. Perhaps picking up the phone or replying to texts would alleviate her stress, but the truth is--he's not the social type. A phone to him was something only used in emergencies, not for idle chit-chat. Unfortunately for the way that she's been during their more recent string of engagements, Cloud would always sense something not 100% her, as if something was distracting her for a change. Getting away from that thought process, the blond furtively nodded in acknowledgement for the next batch up orders. "..heh--" He figured something out. "Nice one, Teef, you got me this time." He was becoming unfit to drive off for the night, due the alcoholic consumption. "..before all that though..could we drink some more?"

"…What’s been obvious…?"

"How deeply you care for me. Not only that..you blame yourself for somethin' in which you had no control of."

I agree

"—because of that, sometimes I regret ever leaving you behind for SOLDIER. It’s like all I knew before then got erased."

"I regret not fighting for you to stay more. If you hadn’t have gone, you wouldn’t have been experimented on…I was naive and scared back then. But…I remember, Cloud. If you ever need clarification on something, you can ask.”

"..I could ask, I would ask, I should ask; but it ain't needed. It's been obvious to me for ages."

"—..engh. I had to ask. Cause I don’t actually talk about my problems?"

"I really wish I knew how that head of yours worked. You confuse me sometimes, Cloud. Even if I don’t agree with how you act at times, I wouldn’t consider you a child."

"--because of that, sometimes I regret ever leaving you behind for SOLDIER. It's like all I knew before then got erased."

The bar was far passed it’s closing hour, wee into the early AM’s the floor room was left with all but two stirring in their wake. Concerned, the male counterpart casually placed a hand upon the bartender’s shoulder. His head tilting over to the side, golden locks trail in said direction. "—a gil for yer thoughts?"

The stance of a fighter gives a small jolt as the cool press of lingering flanges dance against her shoulder. Tifa stares in wonder for a mere moment before long lashes flutter downwards at the sight of golden spikes and mako infused blue. Pressing her own palms downwards against the bar counter she was behind and previously cleaning, a heaved sigh rocks her full chest. “When did you get in, Cloud?” After being away for about a week, it was almost foreign to see him within these settings. The delivery sure had taken longer than originally specified. “No call either. As always. How many times do we need to go over this?” 

Costa Del Sol was a nice change of pace, as far as deliveries went. It was over a year and some odd month ago since they first gave light into this new business of there's. Given the thought from the barmaid to extend our reach to outer cities beyond just Midgar, Cloud was more than reluctant just to get the chance to take his bike as far as he could take it. Though being the usual sidetracked soldier, there were times when the business had suffered due to the proclaimed fastest delivery scout was late on returning back home which caused newly made orders to be made even later than expected. Given a faint smile, barely stretching his cheeks, Cloud folded his arms loosely. "--Seems like all my days of soldiering is beginning to pay off." He took a seat across from her. Her look of dismay ridden all over her porcelain hued skin as she posed the inquiry about the mobile issue. A lofty sigh exited pallid folds, veering his eyes away from the table. "...." "I got lost in the sites once I reached Costa Del Sol..rest assured though, the package was delivered."

"Surprise me. I couldn’t tell ya where myself.."

"Hmm. Well, why do you think I consider you to be like a child?"

"--..engh. I had to ask. Cause I don't actually talk about my problems?"

"Give me one reason why I shouldn’t gut you fer sayin’ that?"

"Cause my jokes are so amazing that you’re on Cloud Nine whenever you hear ‘em!”

"I'll show you cloud nine alright. Just hold steady."