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♥ Tifa Lockhart ♥

"Well, you see... " Tifa walked around the bar 'till she stopped at the entrance. Her thoughts lead her back to the times when Jesse, Biggs, and Wedge would raid the entire place with laughter and friendship. A smile lifted upon her face but then disappeared as she remembered what happened to them. "We were once upon a time known as AVALANCHE, an anti-Shinra group. Barret, Cloud, Biggs, Wedge, Jessie and I all came here not just to take down Shinra, but to have fun." Images of the plate collapsing in Sector 7 erupted through her mind, creating a sadder tone in her voice. "Biggs, Wedge, and Jessie... all died due to Shinra. As well as many other people in Sector 7... Cloud, Barret, and I almost lost our lives too, but thankfully we were able to escape." She turned to face Zack with her hands behind her back. "Shinra... it's so evil..." Tifa remembered that Zack was once a part of Shinra, and felt rude for talking so lowly of them. Although, it was the truth; Shinra was a vile and despicable organization. The perspective she had on Shinra wasn't the same as how she felt about Zack. "I'm sorry, Zack... "

♥ Tifa Lockhart ♥

He's still thinking of Cloud and Aerith, isn't he... Tifa lowered her eyes then shook her head before she allowed herself to feel sadness once again. She wasn't going to let her silly emotions get in the way of such trivia. Instead, Tifa walked over to Zack and wrapped her arms around his waist for comfort. Just a small hug not meant to cross over any boundaries, even if she was developing strong feelings for Zack. If there was one thing in this world that Tifa would gladly give up, it was her happiness just for somebody else to smile. "I know what you're going through... kinda, believe me... " Playfully, she shoved him a little ways and let out a small chuckle, going back into business. "Hey, your soda is gonna get flat if you don't drink it!" She glanced back to the two newcomers and pulled out a random broom with a big grin planted upon her face. "So, who wants to clean the floor?! Not me!"

Zack nodded at what she said and laughed a bit when she shoved him then nodded with a smile when she talked about his soda then grabbed it and downed it quickly and sat it down and shook his head quickly as if he just downed a beer laughing a bit afterwards "thanks, Tifa" he said with a smile then looked at the entrance as the newcomer came and he raised an eyebrow at him not saying anything since he was proabaly just someone who wanted a drink

Zack looked at him with slight confusion but then put a smile on his face "of course, I'd be happy to help if I can" he said with a big smile which was generally how he acted to everyone, even people he didn't know

Inside of the realm where arcene and Garnet were, there was no light. No air. Nothing that can be recognised by normal humanity as life, although there is sentience there, very deadly sentience, drawn immediatly too the two interloper's drifting through there realm. All garnet would get is a sense of eternal cold, which would remind her quite acutely of the cold of death, even if she had never felt it before. Human's were not meant to be here.

Then, over the city of midgar, they appear, garnet being held up in Arcene's arms, the two of them wrapped in his enfolding wings as they plummated towards the city, although arcene had lots of scratch's on him as they did, plummeting directly towards a very familiar building...

To tifa, gray, zack, and any other's inside the seventh heaven, it would seem like the roof suddenly imploded in a circular hole, a feathered comet crashing down into the floor. The crash landing had ended up rendering Arcene knocked out for a while, while his wings were still tightly around them, and his arms locked rigidly around Garnet, as they had been to prevent her from falling during there short time in the sky. Oddly enough, Garnet was totally uninjured, as Arcene's body andnew wings had cushioned her the whole time, leaving her fine, but him now unconcious, his Xenomorph tail lying limply on the floor behind him. His back was still a destroyed mess of flesh and muscle, and that is all the other people would see of him, along with the wings and tail, although garnet, inside the wing caccoon, would be able to see his eyes closed peacefully in his sleep/unconciousness.

Arcene's wings ruffled some, but stayed closed, although they loosened some, letting a little light shine through into the dark caccoon of his wings, so Garnet was able to see some, although his grip hadnt loosened at all as he slept on peacefully, blissfully unsaware of his surroundings for the first time in a long time.

Arcene's arms relaxed as the curaga took hold, healing the hundred's of tiny scratch's on him, the hole in his wing, and his back, rendering his back whole again, and bare, since the cloak had been destroyed there, showing his bare back, the wings coming from his shoulder blades, the tail, which had twitched slightly up for a moment, connected to the base of his spine. Arcene's arms relaxed around garnet, although they didnt pull away, instead losing the deathgrip like state they had been. His wing's, well, one of them, slowly curled around to nestle behind his back. The other one kind of coudnt, since both him and Garnet were laying on it, although it was actually strangely soft and well padded. Arcene was no longer unconcious, instead simply sleeping from the loss of energy over the past few hours.