Final Fantasy VII SQUARE-ENIX.
She felt something below her armpit that made her wake up, it tickled.
"Wha..!"
Tifa removed the sheets quickly finding a girl sleeping next to her with all her make up smeared.
"Be quiet please…" she murmured pulling the blanket to her face.
Tifa got immediately up almost smashing someone's wrist. There was a girl sleeping on the floor with just a pillow below.
The dim light in the room didn't give her luck trying to find her way out of all those sleeping prostitutes. Once her eyes got used to the dark room she swore she counted about ten girls just in there.
Downstairs Cid was trying to decide weather he should have breakfast or not. Nobody was in the kitchen and he deliberated for half an hour with Vincent weather the contents of a hot kettle was green cause it was tea.
Tifa was quite surprised to find them up already.
"Good morning Tifs, wanna help us decipher what is eatable in here?"
She saw Vincent's relaxed look behind the counter.
"Perhaps some other time" she turned away "Why are you guys up so early?"
"You sure have some luck then. With the chaos that was brought up tonight. Besides…" he chuckled "We found tons of women occupying spaces in our beds, and they weren't even drunk."
Tifa snorted.
"But hey…" he added nervously "We didn't do anything!"
"I don't think your buddy over there can claim that himself" she found a wrapped candy bar and examined the expiration date before leaving Cid with a shocked look towards Vincent.
"So….who was it…huh? I knew you weren't made out of wood."
Vincent just rolled his eyes and looked for another candy bar. No luck, the mistrusting lady had eyed the last one.
"Rowena came to my room last night" he signalled Cid to shut-up "and she gave some ideas about our break out from Midgar"
"Yeah right" he was sipping the green stuff "Hey, it's good!"
Vincent sniffed.
"Smells like something alcoholic, but I wonder why it's warm" added Vincent.
"So you're telling me she went to tell you only that?" Cid mocked.
"Of course she proposed" he poured the liquid.
"And?" he shook his hand asking for further details. Vincent sure kept him hanging.
"Oh, I politely refused" he smiled.
"What a nut head!"
"It wasn't meant to be free Cid, and of course I certainly think of myself good enough to not sleep with that kind of women."
"And certainly your refusal angered Rowena."
"Actually, she was quite collected. Her composure is admirable" he drank almost half spitting it. Cid was laughing, his little joke worked like a charm.
XX
Tifa was sitting near the edge of a window with most of the glass in pieces. She really didn't want to know what it felt sleeping in that place during the winter.
"I'd think twice before implying such afflictive accusations."
She ignored him.
"It's so obvious Vincent that I'm surprised you have the guts to come here and make me think otherwise."
"So you're saying that I have no means to oppose you're theory."
"Nope!"
"And hasn't it come to your sense that I have no reason to give you explanations of my personal life and yet here I am trying to dissuade you?"
"I think you're just the type who likes building a big opinion of himself."
"So you're enjoying this, aren't you?"
"Look, if you want me to believe you I will" she got up in a rush.
She walked away.
"Tifa, what was it you wanted yesterday night?"
Why she stop to answer, that she didn't know.
"To give you your cloak back, wasn't it obvious?"
He thought a bit and before she decided she could move on.
"If you want to talk about anything I'll be glad to be of any assistance"
She walked away without turning back.
XX
That afternoon Rowena asked them to meet her at the "office" for a special meeting. She had previously talked to Vincent about the means of escape she had in mind.
"…as long as you're willing to take the risk I have no trouble."
The looked at each other. Vincent was standing behind them listening carefully while Cid and Tifa occupied the only two available seats.
"I don't mean to rush you but this client of mine agreed already and only needs a phone call. Tomorrow, near dawn you guys hide into the helicopter and fly out. Of course you'll be supplied aboard with parachutes, he cannot afford to be your taxi cab so once outside you're on your own."
Tifa started nodding.
"Yes, we have to do this!" she was eager to get out of there.
"Well, I guess it's useless to add that I agree with Tifa on this matter" added Cid.
Vincent agreed.
"Very well then, I'll make the phone call right away and I'll give you the exact details of time and the way you'll sneak on the back of a van or something to his personal heliport."
Cid was amazed at how clever and helpful his friendship with Rowena had been. He had saved her from an explosion years ago when she worked as one of the agents for his rocket and he specially was happy to know that Vincent's firm position hadn't caused any change of heart on the lady's decision.
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