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Enshrouded in the night, Tifa ran across spare mechanical parts and dead monsters to arrive at the Wall Market, when most normal folk were safe in the realm of sleep. Not this town, however. The avant-garde sounds of the town were calling her. Bright lights shone about, one was even a display of Materia for the star whore's name. Amazed, she wandered around aimlessly until she came to a deserted alley. "Stupid goddamn Shin-Ra, " Tifa thought. "Stupid goddamn ordinary life."
She knew that the ordeal she was about to overtake was at least slightly wrong. "Well...at least in a moral sense," she mused. But yet,almost laughing to herself, "that was the erotism of it! Showtime! Twist the bottle and feel the burn." Physically and mentally exausted, she leaned against a wall to catch her breath.
A kitten then ran across her path. At first, Tifa thought it was a rat; and almost screamed in horror, but then she glanced at the eyes and saw the pointed tail and cerulean eyes. There was also something silver attached to its tail. The kitten ran around her foot in a circle, and then timidly looking up at Tifa, mewed. The silver ball made tinkling noises against the cold pavenment of Wall Market.
"Like a dog..well, since dogs are man's best friend..but I'm not a man.. are cats women's best friends?" Picking the kitten up, she saw that on it's stomach was the smallest patch of red hair, shaped like the number 13. Tifa giggled to herself. "I think I will call you Red 13!"
A chortle was then heard from the back end of the alley. Alarmed, Tifa tightened her grip on Red 13 and then inquired a timid "hello...?" into the darkness. The stench of alcohol was suddenly rained upon Tifa as she watched a hobo emerge from the back. A ill-prepared voice called out to no one in particular,
"I'm Buuuugen Haaaaagen. hic You better take care of Nanananaaaaki...or else...hic ..Umm...huh? ..Here's some stuff for the laaaaaaaaaaaadyy...!Stupid giiiirls' stuff doesnt sell.."
The hobo then attempted to throw a suitcase at Tifa, but the attempt spiraled him downward, where he crashed upon the concrete. Tifa was extremly wary of this man's apparently drunk behavior. Hesitantly, she grabbed the suitcase, threw some spare Gil out of her pocket and ran into the night, cat in tow.
Upon reaching a vacant stairwell, Tifa sat down and surveyed the contents of the suitcase. It said "AERITH" in silver letters along the side. Tifa shrugged. After discarding the small double A batteries, the sex toys and a quarter-bag of marijuana; Tifa decided upon keeping a small leather band with smaller brown feathers, (which she promptly shoved on Red 13's head) 200 Gil, a bag of makeup,perfume and two small black dresses.
Tifa smiled. Upon further inspection,Tifa found a hidden latch in the case. This revealed a box which looked like it had seen the wrong end of a fast food resturant. Howeve.earrings, bangles, necklace,ring and brooch; the complete works; in black pearl on silver with black onyx accents glistened like newly born Materia. In the makeup kit was eyeliner, two lipsticks, mascara and a small pallete of eyeshadow. A gold mine. What a lovely suitcase.
Tifa put all of the contents of the suitcase away and then looked at the bag of marijuana that lay, slightly fresh, on the lower steps. Tifa decided she would sell it at a later date. The newly acquired Gil and the sparse 60 Gil she had were worth a few days at a hotel, maximum. Food, if she was cheap. Tifa sighed. She would have to find work soon. Tifa rummaged through the case to find one of the lipsticks.
As she was applying it, a man called out to her from up above her. "Miss..?" he hesitantly questioned. Tifa, quite alarmed, closed the lipstick and the suitcase and looked at Red. She picked him up and then stood up. "Yes, who are you and what do you want?" The man ran down the stairs. And then he laughed. Tifa glanced at him oddly.
