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| Entry tags: | after the sky falls down, elena, fanfiction, final fantasy seven, reno, scene, tifa |
After the Sky Falls Down - Cut Two
Fandom: Final Fantasy 7 Compilation
Title: After the Sky Falls Down
Pairing: Multiple (both hetero and slash)
Characters: Multiple
Rating: R
Warnings: Spoilers for all games. Involves strong language and implications of sexual activities. Will deal a lot with PTSD in some characters.
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“Where are Spike and Spooky at?” Reno was one of those people who could make himself comfortable no matter the setting. It was odd, at first, to have him in Seventh Heaven. Unlike the others who always had a rather businesslike air, Reno could switch professionalism on and off in a way that was nearly like twin personalities.
At least he was predictable. Tifa shrugged at his question and looked over her shoulder. Vincent and Cloud were people that would drift in and out of the others lives. They carried an old, almost broken feel about their shoulders and a haunted look in the eyes. She had suggested, once or twice, that they talk to someone because it wasn’t depression that made them distant.
It would be remiss to not say that they had both been through hell.
“Vincent tried to leave the girl he found, Shelke, but she doesn’t seem to want to stay anywhere but with him.” Tifa shrugged at Reno and leaned over the bar.
“Chief’s in a pissy mood, fair warning.” Elena walked around to Tifa’s side of the bar and leaned in the same manner next to her. The three looked at each other in what was actually a comfortable silence.
Tifa leaned her shoulder against Elena’s and reached for the water tap. She filled her glass, took a drink and passed it to Elena who accepted. She watched Reno light a cigarette and exhale before asking. “Isn’t Veld always pissy?”
Reno and Elena considered. “This is extra special pissy. It’s… a bad day.” Reno responded.
Tifa quirked an eyebrow at Elena. “Is it the day that Elfe’s mom died?”
Elena snagged Reno’s cigarette pack from the table and shook her head. In the light of the bar one could see nearly white patches in her blonde hair. “It’s the day Valentine ‘died’.”
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