( open + closed ) catch all

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WHO: Tifa & others!
WHAT: Catch all for May (potentially further) & TDM overflow
WHERE: Alllll over
WHEN: May - ?
WARNINGS: None as of now, will udpate if needed!

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( as if her report would hold any weight when her cheeks ignite with a bright ruby, blinking her startle that's really just her own lousy way of accepting compliments. but before she can stammer out any soft note in reply, he resolves to accepting her invitation — and for the first time since she'd arrived, she feels as if she has something to look forward to. )

That sounds great. ( a beat, and, realizing she's still cradling his palm in her own, she gently releases back to his lap, the smile that'd previously found her lips lingering still. ) I could use someone keeping me on my toes. I'm not really used to having time to idle around.

( tucking the remaining gauze back into the kit and sealing off the alcohol, she seeks out his gaze once more as each of its latches are snapped into place. ) I'm Tifa, by the way.

[frostfist]

A pleasure to meet you, Miss Tifa.

[ He'd shake but....well, his hand. So he settles for continuing that easy smile, one that grows a little more genuine as she smiles back. ]

Unfortunately you'll have plenty of time here between missions, but there's also plenty to keep busy with.

[ A sudden thought seems to come to him as he sits up a little straighter, and cocks his head to one side. ]

There are plenty of clubs as well, if you're interested in both meeting new people and picking up new skills.

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Oh, just Tifa is fine. ( a gentle insistence, far from dismissing the formality. she prefers to remain eye level with others, never considering herself lesser or greater than — if anything, she'd be the first to insist you could learn a thing or two from everyone that crossed your path.

the notion's already holding its own weight, making to stand at the curb where they'd perched and dusting off the back of her suit, before offering out a hand — either to take with that of his that wasn't freshly gauzed, or to merely use to help get him back to his feet.

she's beginning to feel the cloud of side effects from the portals loom closer, better to head back with him and ensure he avoids any more... obstacles, than have to wonder if it'd made it back safely. )

Really? What sort of clubs?

[frostfist]

Just Tifa, then.

[ He'll take that hand gingerly, carefully pushing himself upright with his other hand until he's back on his own two feet. The sense of disorientation and vertigo seems to have diminished somewhat but better safe than sorry especially after all her hard work. Better to follow along just a little longer than force to pop open that medkit a second time. ]

Photography club, dance clubs, book clubs…you name it, and there's probably one around. And if there isn't, no one's stopping you from starting one.

[ The only limitations are their (lack of) funds and finding a room big enough to host everyone… ]