3 weeks had passed since Tifa had last seen the spikey haired blonde she had grown up with. 3 weeks was not at all a huge amount of time, but to the young girl it seemed forever. Growing up in the small village of Nibelheim, routine was the norm. Change was rare and unbearable. Following the same routines, passing the same familiar faces - now that was what she preferred . She remembered the moment Cloud told her he would be leaving as if it were yesterday. In fact, that had to have been the most she ever heard him speak. He seemed to have it all so well planned out, every single detail . To leave for Midgar where he would rise up in the ranks of SOLDIER until he was as strong and powerful as the great Sephiroth.
Cloud was a strong kid, there was no doubt about that. But something about that promise he made her not too long ago sent chills down her spine . So much could go wrong , especially with the world and ShinRa as tense as it was already . After writing a short goodbye letter to her father , she began the process . She would never be let into SOLDIER as a woman , and she knew what she would have to do. Tying her long brunette hair back into a tight bun , she wiped off any excess traces of makeup . Carefully she wrapped bandages around her chest, hoping to bind her breasts down as much as she could . Now fully clothed in black work boots , long back trousers , and a tightly woven black vest, she began her long journey . There was very little she knew about SOLDIER , but she did know how to fight and never give up . Those skills were her only hope in surviving and keeping an eye on Cloud.