Tifa Lockhart (
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genessia2016-08-09 09:52 pm
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video; action - ota
a; video
[The video feed comes on and the face of a young woman appears. She has red eyes and long black hair that falls over her shoulders. Her brows are knitted in concern and a frown pulls down on her lips. She's currently seated on a bench, grass and trees making a slight appearance behind her when she moves her head. After seeing the welcoming video Tifa had needed a moment to collect herself and her thoughts before attempting to contact anyone.
But the thought that Denzel and Marlene-her children-could be around here somewhere and not know where she is gives her the resolve to try and use her device. With the help of the instruction manual it's easy enough.]
Hello. I'm not quite sure who all is seeing this, but whoever you are I need some help. I'm looking for two children, a ten year old boy and a six year old girl. Their names are Denzel and Marlene. I understand that they may not have been brought here with me, but I'm their guardian so I need to be sure. If anyone sees them can you please tell them that I'm here. My name is Tifa. I'll be staying in Genessia for at least a couple of days.
[She hesitates for a moment, as if she's going to say more, before shaking her head.]
Thank you. [The feed clicks off.]
b; thud's gym
[After a few hours of wandering the city and double and triple checking her phone in case she hears from the kids or from someone who has seen them, Tifa finds herself heading into the first gym she comes across. It might not be wise to be spending any of the money she found upon arrival before first finding a job, but the need to punch out her frustrations has been growing since she woke up here. If she could drain some of her anxious energy by beating the crap out of a bag it would be money well spent.
Wrapping up her hands she immediately sets into punching the bag with fast, vicious strikes. Occasionally she'll toss in some kicks that are as equally powerful as her fists. Anyone watching would be able to instantly tell that she's in her element.]
c; jack's bar and karaoke club
[The early evening will find Tifa settled on a stool at the bar, a shot of bourbon sitting before her. Despite having been a bartender for several years she's not usually much of a drinker. But the events of the day have more than called for a drink or three. The atmosphere of the bar is familiar, nearly homely to her as she discreetly watches the clientele and listens to the karaoke participants.
But no matter how familiar it feels, there's a sense of sadness that lingers over her. This isn't home. This isn't Seventh Heaven. Her family isn't here.]
[The video feed comes on and the face of a young woman appears. She has red eyes and long black hair that falls over her shoulders. Her brows are knitted in concern and a frown pulls down on her lips. She's currently seated on a bench, grass and trees making a slight appearance behind her when she moves her head. After seeing the welcoming video Tifa had needed a moment to collect herself and her thoughts before attempting to contact anyone.
But the thought that Denzel and Marlene-her children-could be around here somewhere and not know where she is gives her the resolve to try and use her device. With the help of the instruction manual it's easy enough.]
Hello. I'm not quite sure who all is seeing this, but whoever you are I need some help. I'm looking for two children, a ten year old boy and a six year old girl. Their names are Denzel and Marlene. I understand that they may not have been brought here with me, but I'm their guardian so I need to be sure. If anyone sees them can you please tell them that I'm here. My name is Tifa. I'll be staying in Genessia for at least a couple of days.
[She hesitates for a moment, as if she's going to say more, before shaking her head.]
Thank you. [The feed clicks off.]
b; thud's gym
[After a few hours of wandering the city and double and triple checking her phone in case she hears from the kids or from someone who has seen them, Tifa finds herself heading into the first gym she comes across. It might not be wise to be spending any of the money she found upon arrival before first finding a job, but the need to punch out her frustrations has been growing since she woke up here. If she could drain some of her anxious energy by beating the crap out of a bag it would be money well spent.
Wrapping up her hands she immediately sets into punching the bag with fast, vicious strikes. Occasionally she'll toss in some kicks that are as equally powerful as her fists. Anyone watching would be able to instantly tell that she's in her element.]
c; jack's bar and karaoke club
[The early evening will find Tifa settled on a stool at the bar, a shot of bourbon sitting before her. Despite having been a bartender for several years she's not usually much of a drinker. But the events of the day have more than called for a drink or three. The atmosphere of the bar is familiar, nearly homely to her as she discreetly watches the clientele and listens to the karaoke participants.
But no matter how familiar it feels, there's a sense of sadness that lingers over her. This isn't home. This isn't Seventh Heaven. Her family isn't here.]