Final Fantasy VII SQUARE-ENIX.
Cid nervously looked back and forth. He eyed the familiar red figure accompanied by the other familiar figure.
"Vince, dammit!" he ran towards them.
"Ok, where are we supposed to meet the others?" he asked quickly.
Cid sighed,
"Outside Midgar, they're headed to Kalm".
"O-outside?" he blinked.
"Hey err…umm guys…what happened? Why didn't they wait for us?" Tifa asked anxiously.
Cid noticed Tifa covered in Vincent's cloak.
"The hell you doing with that on?" he asked.
Tifa had no intention of letting him know about the little complication she had before.
"She ripped her shirt against a grid" he added quickly "Why didn't they wait for us?"
Vincent was seriously nervous and Tifa left a sigh of relieve.
"We were supposed to meet them before they started to rally the entire city. Barret said they really had to go and that they'd wait for us at Kalm. He was quite positive we'd make it. Tifa, so you're naked below?" he mocked.
Tifa kicked his side.
"So how are we supposed to get out of this militated hell?"
"Err…that's the worst part. It's up to us" he scratched his leg "That hurt!"
Cid turned back and gave a look to the street in front. People passing by would notice the weird trio but knew best to mind their own business.
"See that red building? We have to get into that alley next to it."
"What for?" asked Tifa.
"I happen to know someone in this sector who might lend us a hand."
"Is this person really reliable Cid, I don't need to remind you the way Shinra will bribe anyone to get to us."
"Sure sure" he smiled "I saved her life once."
Cid moved cautiously and jumped quickly into the alley followed by the other two. Once there Cid slipped into a hidden stairway leading below. Once down he opened up the old wooden door, inside the room were only webs and dust. There was an old mattress against the wall. Cid removed it slowly and knocked to a well built door with a heavy duty lock.
No answer.
Tifa was getting anxious and nervous more and more. She kept turning behind as if she expected the soldiers to appear. Cid knocked again.
"Cid, this is useless!" she added "Let's just find a vehicle and get a move on."
"They've blocked all exits by now Tifa, it'd be futile."
Tifa's last sigh was accompanied by a female voice from behind.
"Who's there?"
"I'm Cid Highwind…a friend of Rowena."
The women certainly took her time to answer back again.
"Rowena has no friends."
"Just tell her Highwind is here" he pleaded.
After a while the door was opened showing the lady behind. She wore a sexy teddy and had tons of make up on her face. She asked them to follow her.
Neither Vincent nor Tifa were willing to make questions about that clothing.
Once upstairs Cid smiled to the woman that was quickly approaching him.
This was Rowena, a woman well in her forties who wore a sexy short dress with tons of shining pearls around her neck. She didn't wear less makeup than the other one.
Tifa's thoughts reached Vincent's voice.
"You brought us to a brothel Cid?" he asked.
"Well…" he seemed embarrassed "Yeah, aren't you happy?"
"Happy!" Tifa answered for him.
"What is your connection to such a place, aren't you married or something?"
"Married?" this time it was Rowena who interfered "Is that so?"
"No way, she's making it all up."
"Does Shera ring a bell Cid?"
Tifa was incredibly annoyed to find Cid in such terms with that hoax of a woman.
"Shera is not my wife, why we're barely friends!"
Turning all red and embarrassed the expert pilot try to give pleading looks of support to the gunman. He showed no expression but he could feel the amusement.
"Humph" she turned to Valentine "So, are we going?"
"Going where?"
"Anywhere but here"
"Have you come here to ask for a shelter?" asked Vincent turning to Cid.
"Well, Rowena owns me a favour and besides…she has tons of connections. I'm sure she'll find a way to make us escape."
"So you guys need a place to stay and a way out of here?" she giggled "That's more than my debt can cover Highwind"
"I forgot my wallet in my other pants. I swear I'll make it up to you."
"Then go get your other pants" she giggled.
Vincent stepped toward her.
"We can do any kind of chore around here for the time being. Otherwise you can only have our word for a proper reward once we have the chance to get our hands on money."
"Hum…you're word you say. If I take my customers words I'd be eating shit by now" she slipped her arm around Vincent's neck.
"Maybe you can pay us back in a more natural way"
"That's it" Tifa stepped up "We're going."
"My my, what a jealous sweety" she let go of Vincent who had been impassable all along "You want both of them to yourself?"
"They're my friends. I have no intention of just standing here and watch while they sell themselves to you."
"We are not in the situation to be deciding the rules Tifa" added Vincent.
Cid and Tifa looked at him bewildered.
"And of course" he added with the same serious face "She was kidding"
The lady laughed out loud.
"My my, are you three amusing enough to put me in a good mood. I'll ask one of the girls to send you to any available rooms. Tomorrow I'll look into my exclusive acquaintances."
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