In The Arms of
An Angel
The cave was indeed the very storage facility that Vincent had mentioned. The two entered and began peering about. The automatic lights run by mako were still working and so the place was well lit. They walked further in when suddenly the ground began to shake. Tifa quickly lay belly down and curled into fetal position. Vincent threw himself over her hoping to shield her from death. Then, as quickly as the shaking came, it stopped.
Vincent was covered in a fine dust but had sustained no further injuries. He got up and helped Tifa to her feet. He was about to say that they should leave when he turned around to find the entrance blocked by tons of rock. It was then that he broke. "Fuck! Why the hell do these things always happen to me? God dammit!"
Tifa stood in shock at what she was hearing. Vincent seemed to think that he was the sole cause of the entrance collapse, that and the fact that she had never heard him string so many words together. A particularly loud curse shook her from her trance and got her moving. He needed to calm down so that they could find someplace to stay until they could locate an exit.
She nervously walked over and knelt down next to him. He was now just shaking all over. Stress must've finally got to him, that or the realization he's stuck with me. She gently pulled his cheek to her chest and stroked his hair. "Shh, shhh. It'll be alright. There's always tons of food and other living necessities in these kinds of places." She continued stroking his hair, not noticing that he had stopped shaking a long time ago.
Vincent was amazed at what Tifa had just done. He supposed he shouldn't be that shocked, she was a naturally caring person, but to take his cursed head to her heart and comfort him? He was shocked, but he never said anything. Instead, he allowed himself to be comforted and for a brief moment, could have sworn he was content.
Tifa had stopped stroking and just sat there thinking. She was letting images of her friends pass in and out of her head, images of them laughing, images of them crying, images of Cloud's night on board with her. She smiled sadly at that thought. That had been the night Cloud had said he loved her and needed her. It had been the night she'd always wanted. Just thinking about it made her blush, but then she remembered his last words on the Highwind: Aeris. He had always loved her and Tifa had finally come to accept it. Remembering Vincent, she looked down at his blue black hair. At least she had him. He had to care about her a little to jump after her. It was ironic but the unfeeling Vincent was to be her salvation and saving grace. She wouldn't die alone, she had him.
An Angel
The cave was indeed the very storage facility that Vincent had mentioned. The two entered and began peering about. The automatic lights run by mako were still working and so the place was well lit. They walked further in when suddenly the ground began to shake. Tifa quickly lay belly down and curled into fetal position. Vincent threw himself over her hoping to shield her from death. Then, as quickly as the shaking came, it stopped.
Vincent was covered in a fine dust but had sustained no further injuries. He got up and helped Tifa to her feet. He was about to say that they should leave when he turned around to find the entrance blocked by tons of rock. It was then that he broke. "Fuck! Why the hell do these things always happen to me? God dammit!"
Tifa stood in shock at what she was hearing. Vincent seemed to think that he was the sole cause of the entrance collapse, that and the fact that she had never heard him string so many words together. A particularly loud curse shook her from her trance and got her moving. He needed to calm down so that they could find someplace to stay until they could locate an exit.
She nervously walked over and knelt down next to him. He was now just shaking all over. Stress must've finally got to him, that or the realization he's stuck with me. She gently pulled his cheek to her chest and stroked his hair. "Shh, shhh. It'll be alright. There's always tons of food and other living necessities in these kinds of places." She continued stroking his hair, not noticing that he had stopped shaking a long time ago.
Vincent was amazed at what Tifa had just done. He supposed he shouldn't be that shocked, she was a naturally caring person, but to take his cursed head to her heart and comfort him? He was shocked, but he never said anything. Instead, he allowed himself to be comforted and for a brief moment, could have sworn he was content.
Tifa had stopped stroking and just sat there thinking. She was letting images of her friends pass in and out of her head, images of them laughing, images of them crying, images of Cloud's night on board with her. She smiled sadly at that thought. That had been the night Cloud had said he loved her and needed her. It had been the night she'd always wanted. Just thinking about it made her blush, but then she remembered his last words on the Highwind: Aeris. He had always loved her and Tifa had finally come to accept it. Remembering Vincent, she looked down at his blue black hair. At least she had him. He had to care about her a little to jump after her. It was ironic but the unfeeling Vincent was to be her salvation and saving grace. She wouldn't die alone, she had him.