Life as normal?

[Decoe and Bocoe]

“Umm….N-oo Ma’m.” He answered, this time a little smother with his words, “A-and by ‘accident’, I meant th-that I probably w-w-wouldn’t have thrown it if it h-h-h-had broken….like it j—just did….”

His body became a slightly un-tense as the air was a little calmer to him. Of course, everything still refused to move on his behalf. He was getting quiet tired of laying on the floor…not that he was pain, just tired of the position.

[Ajiryn]

"Where'd she go off to now?!" Ajiryn said, frantically trying to peer above the people crowding the street. She was a silver fox- those shouldn't be too hard to find. And yet, he had lost sight of her AGAIN! "What the heck, Kaz?!?!?!?"

"....I guess I should just let her have fun. After all, there's nothing wrong with going around town. I'm just scared that something will happen..."

He wasn't sure how long ago he had set out of Station Square. Might have been two months- but who was counting? In that time, he hoped to accomplish a certain goal of his. Wonderfully enough, he didn't, but managed to at least get a few other things done.

"Let's see....... I set out to find my estranged and practically forgotten brother.... I wound up getting captured mistakenly as a runaway con artist... Then a man with sensible shoes helped me escape... From there, I ran into highway robbers... Which led to Radical City... And behold, alien invaders come and ravage the place.... Shortly after, I looted a pawn shop... Then I ran into people who could have been possible witnesses to my shenanery, one of them being a smoking hot- Ech, shouldn't think that- one of them being a friend from long ago.... but then we got caught up in a random and equally detestable skirmish.... Resulting in said friend getting shot, who in turn caused even more problems in addition the the six from before, causing slight stomach problems and odd sleep patterns... fast forwarding one week later, she's taken over my cot, wormed her way into my home, and has nothing better to do than nag me constantly about everything I do and don't do, and I can't say a single thing 'cause wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow, she has the eyes of a- a-"

"*sigh*...... an angel......."

Ajiryn shook his head. "Ick. What am I thinking? Bad random thought, bad!"

All this time, and he wasn't any closer to seeing Darios. If anything, the trail had gone cold- Anybody with half a mind would have fled from Radical that day. Looking for an arctic fox was just as easy as spotting the hyperactive silver one apparently chatting with birds. "Kaz, get down from there!" So why was this so hard?

Ajiryn only had one lead left. An news article, cut out from last week's issue. And it was one he hoped dearly was not Darios:

Quote:AFTERMATH GAZETTE [SECTION F]

THREE HOUR STANDOFF ENDS WITH WRECKED SMOKEY'S

He bit his lip nervously, remembering the numb feeling he got whenever he read on.

Quote:Two suspects charged with the complete destruction of the SMOKEY'S bar fled on foot after a three hour stand off with Station officials. One is identified as an arctic fox, and the other was described as a human female, estimated to be in her early twenties.

"I don't know what caused the commotion," said Finley D. Smokey, owner of the bar that was destroyed in the standoff. "[Somebody] told me that another person spilled his drink on that [woman], an' she got angry at that and started to tear the place up."

Eyewitnesses aplenty stated various versions of the story. "That crazy [man] was all psycho. He even looked at me, and I saw nothing behind those eyes, man." said Jason Ficher, a young, underaged German shepherd who was at the scene. Another person, asking for full anonymity, stated "That man was a horrible sight. [He] pulled out this metal thing, and threatened the other guy with it. It looked like a scythe, or a sickle... I don't know, it was just sharp- I knew that when it slid through the other guy like a hot knife through butter."

"Hmph. I coulda taken him. Give a swift kick in the [rear], then I woulda made sure that other lady got her's. Nobody interrupts my happy hour!" said Semyl Lowell, a near-by resident who was also in the incident. She decline to share further personal information.

Authorities arrived after an emergency call was received, surrounding the building. Witnesses say that the police tried to defuse the situation. One bystander wryly stated that their attempts were futile, but also declined to be interviewed.

Out of the 38 individuals, including employees, customers, authorities, and the suspects, eleven were injured, two being listed as critical. Three of the victims were found strangely encased in ice, while another one had passed out from seemingly drowning.

"These guys weren't your normal bunch! They said something under their breath- er, at least, I couldn't hear them- and then water and ice started flying everywhere!" stated Lowell. "Must have accidentally hit the sprinklers."

After some time had passed, the entire bar collapsed onto itself, scattering glass and wood. Police quickly searched the now ruined bar, but did not find the suspects.

"What am I supposed to do?" a tearful Smokey said. "That bar had been my life. I'll go out of business for sure!"

Authorities are still on the hunt for the pair that caused the damage, totaling a still-rising amount of rings. The two have also been announced as being place on the 'Manhunt Monday' fugitive listing, a locally run weekly column in the Aftermath Gazette.

No statements have been released by authorities as of yet. More of this to come on News Channel..."

Ajiryn shook his head. He had unconsciously been reading the bit of paper he hid in his coat. "...That could be anybody..." he said, trying to deny any thought of his brother possibly being the same person detailed in the text. He continued through the crowd as normal, sometimes losing himself in thought. Why didn't he feel as guilty for taking a small break on Darios?

"Oh, Aaaaaaaaaajiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!"

Ah.

Finding Kazuki in a run down place such as Radical was surprise enough- Having her tag along since then was even more of a (welcomed) turn of events. As much as he wanted to deny that, Ajiryn knew he loved her company probably as much as she did his.

"...It ain't so bad with her around... I wonder what Sensei would think about us, now!" The fox cringed. His old teacher had always been in support of his friendship with Kaz. Anything even hinting past that made the old man sulk about for weeks- And this was when Ajiryn was just a kid. "......I still remember that one conversation we had..... Waaaaay back when...."

Quote:<7 Years ago>
"You called, Teach'?"

"Humph! My finest slacker of a pupil... You've had me waiting over an hour!"

"Soooooorry! I was playin' with Kaz near the ravine. She was getting all excited about this shiny thing we saw, and..."

"Oh, save the excuses boy. Give me the flower."

"Er, s-sir, how do you know about that? Kaz said it was supposed to be priv-"

"-ate? Hardly. Not only that, but she didn't realize the importance and significance that ritual hold in our family line- She probably doesn't even know that she's promised herself to a mere boy!"

"Woah, woah, Teach'! What's this about 'promised' and stuff? She said it was just some kind of a friend-thing."

"Or, so she thinks." Kajimoto held the flower, staring at it. ""...In our family, this symbolizes a step beyond that, Ajiryn... It is probably the most meaningful attachment just before actual marriage."

"Ick- You mean she was bein' all lovey and stuff! Ewwwwww! Girls are always doing crazy things- being all sissy, and always crying about one thing or another- I can't stand girls!"

"Hahahaha.... Ah, Ajiryn, you say that now, because you are young. But let me tell you, later in life, your entire view will change. When that age comes, you will wonder and think many things that you could not possibly fathom at this very moment."

"Not me! Nuh-uh! Girls are annoying."

"Aaaaaaaah..... so you think you and my daughter will not be friends years from now?" Kajimoto said with a smirk.

"Of course we will!"

"I see.... Well then! I suspect you will comprehend my meaning when you and Kazuki are older. Just remember that you can't say I didn't warn you."

Ajiryn scratched his chin. "Hey, Teach'? Is miss'us Kajimoto, like, what Kaz will be as a grown-up?"

"Ah, you should pray that she isn't, unless you feel up to the task of having to deal with her. I'll tell you now, Asuka was much more aggressive than young Kazuki. She'd put a knot on my head for the slightest mishaps.......... I think Kazuki will be better off.... She's had an easier upbringing than we did, back then in the days...."

"Hah, which was when- a thousand years ago?"

"What- Feh! You should not ridicule your elders for their age! The years behind a person represent his wisdom."

"Um.... s-s-sorry."

"Never you mind- words of the wise are wasted on you youth today... Must be all the sugar you consume... But, back to my point! Ajiryn!"

"Y-yes sir!"

"You're clumsy, unkempt, lazy, and scrawny! ...But, I think a little bit of time will shape you up... maybe..." Kajimoto twirled the flower between his fingers, before tossing it at Ajiryn. "Maybe shape up just enough to one day be worthy of this symbol. Take care of it- My daughter seems to hold some stock in you, I suppose I should do the same. Even if I cannot begin to think of what someone so young can see in another equally as youthful. Now then- What did I call you for... Ah, yes, your studies-"

"What's all this baloney with girls, and families, and stuff? I always here Asuka- um, miss'us Kajimoto talk about it with Kaz."

"That, my boy, is a conversation best left for another day. Preferably a couple of years, actually, because I guarantee you the day you lay a finger on my daughter like that will be your last. Cap'iche?"

"Y-yes sir!"

"Yeesh! And I was just a kid. Hate to see what he'd say if he knew what I was thinking." Ajiryn threw a cautious glance around him, thinking his old teacher might haunt him as a ghost. "That old man always scared me..."

The more he thought of it, the less it embarrassed him to even think of Kazuki as possibly more than a 'good friend'. After all... if she really wasn't at all interested, would she have grilled him about staring at other beautiful vixens?

"You full of it. She was mad at you because that's not a nice thing to do." said one half of his mind.

"Oh, suuuure, rain on my parade.

But it made sense:

(Kazuki + Ajiryn) / root of Sensei's haunting ghost
---
probability (73% translated to 73/100) multiplied by familiarity
factored by X^2 Attraction raised by the quotient of the above rule.....

"Hah! I've got it!"

"IKNOWWHATTHISLOOKSLIKEANDIDIDN'TDOIT."

"Wha- KAZ!"

[Tifa Mysteria]

[Damn, good to have you back Aji...you're posts are simply brilliant to read. XD]

Seraph shifted slightly in mid air, his long body turning slightly so his head faced Tifa. "Miss Summoner, I think you will find this person is not a person...there is no natural lifeform within him that I can sense."

"Not a per...then you mean, he's a-a robot?" replied Tifa in a stunned tone.

M didn't need much more persuading. The timid fox had already escaped Tifa's grasp as she was speaking and had shot into the next room. Tifa turned slightly to follow him but stopped, remembering she still had another problem.

She looked at Decoe with a curious expression, pausing for a moment before she spoke. "Well, you're full of surprises aren't you. Stand up and let me get a good look at you...and no funny business or you'll be in a world of hurt."

She shot a sideways glance at the floating dragon spirit next to her, Seraph replying with a gentle understanding nod of his head before turning his gaze back to Decoe.

[Shadow]

[Well, you did say anyone could join, though I don't know how long I'll be here.]

Shadow leapt from rooftop to rooftop with tremendous speed and agility, making even the longest and highest of jumps in single, easy bounds. His passsing didn't make a sound, save for the sound of the wind rushing from his air shoes. The moment he'd reached the city limits he'd taken to the rooftops, realizing that they'd be a far better means of transportation than the maze-like alleyways (with running right down the street of course being out of the question). He had headed into the heart of the city at first, just going from the edge inwards until he started to see landmarks that he recongnized. After some time he started to spot signs pointing to the waterfront and the docks and he altered his course, intending to sneak aboard a ferry to Prison Island. He was making good time over the rooftops, despite the fact that they weren't anywhere near as fast as running, and so far he hadn't caused any kind of commotion, at least not one he was aware of. At there very least there weren't any news helicopters or military choppers tailing him yet, which was better than he had expected this deep into the city, especially running across the rooftops, exposed to any traffic helicopters or military patrols that might be in the air at the moment.

Shadow finally paused for a moment, ducking behind a water tower to hide himself from the view of the street, to watch what appeared to be a large fruitstand barrelling downhill, uncontrolled. The black hedgehog instinctively knew he would regret stopping, even for a moment, but this wasn't a sight you saw every day, and it seemed to him rather amusing. That is, until he noticed that it was barrelling straight towards a four-way intersection, and, more specifically, a car currently driving straight for it, the driver obviously unaware of the massive fruit stand that was about to pulverise his car. Shadow frowned. He certainly didn't want to blow his so-far perfect cover over a renegade fruit stand, but he couldn't just let it crush the car, it's driver, and anyone else unfortunate enough to get caught up in the crash. Damn it, and I was doing so well. So much for staying out of view. Shadow shook his head and dissapeared in a flash of white light.

Back in the street, the driver had finally noticed the huge cart charging at him at uncontrollable speeds, and as such had done what any average driver would have done in the situation: slammed on the brakes and swerved, resulting in the car spinning forward a few feet, bearing it's long side to the destructive fruit stand rather than the front, and stopping right dead in the path of the rampaging cart. The driver, seeing that he was in essence quite screwed, merely closed his eyes and cringed, bracing himself for the sudden shock and sickening crunch of impact. When he had been waiting for what seemed like far too long he slowly opened his eyes, then quite abruptly widened them at the sight that met them. Using Chaos Control, Shadow had instantly teleported in front of the cart and immedietly thrown out his hands, seizing the cart moments before he himself was run over and sliding back only a foot or two, his back heel just touching the car stopped behind him. The cart, whos previously tremendous momentum had just quite abruptly been reduced to none, bucked violently, with the back of the cart suddenly flipping up, almost to the point of tipping over entirely. It teetered like this in midair for a moment, the front wheels firmly on the ground, the front held firm by Shadow, and the back tipped forward dangerously in midair, before finally, slowly, almost majestically, tipping back, finally ending in a terrible crunching noise as the back wheels hit the unforgiving pavement and were dashed upon it. Slowly, tenderly, Shadow released the now-dilapidated cart, ready to seize hold of it again should it start to move, but the crushed back end held it firm, at least for the time being. Shadow was left standing in a narrow space between the front of the cart and the side of the stopped car, from which the man promptly fled, loudly and joyously thanking god for sparing his life as he ran away down the street. At least it isn't going anywhere, Shadow thought to himself, looking around with a grimace, assesing just how many people had witnessed his little stunt. So far it looked like a lot.

[Decoe and Bocoe]

Even through the bandages around his face it was easy to tell that he was unhappy, sad even. So what if he was a robot? It wasn’t like it was a bad thing……

Was it?

He began to get up slowly with the saddened expression still on his face. But As he was halfway up with on foot on the ground, he fall back onto the ground hard, once again. His expression soon turned into surprise, as he turned over to face the direction of the broken window to see what was preventing him from getting up. His expression changed into a dull, un-amused look.

The bandaged was still snagged.

He sighed, as he carefully tried to get up again. This time as he was about halfway up he grabbed the edge of the counter with his left arm in order to balance himself. With his right, he managed to gently let loose the bandage off the upturned nail and place his left foot back onto the the ground and turned towards Tifa.

[Skyes Lowell]

"Ack- S-Semyl, wait up!! Don't leave me behind!"

"C'mon, Skyes, I wanna check this shop out next!!!!"

"Yeech- I wonder if all women are like this....." Skyes thought bitterly.

Despite his bitterness, Skyes didn't mind spending time with his sister. After all, as young adults, their time together seemed to shorten- And Semyl was a sister he actually liked, much less preferred to be with. Even when she bugged him about small stuff. Like socks. Or where he was. Or why he was late. Or why he had the scent of a female. Or why he was being a grouch.

Sure, he had more pleasant mannered siblings. Fifteen of them. Or fourteen. Or- He forgot. But Semyl was special. She was a TWIN sister. And you only get one of those.

He didn't mind shopping, either. But even he had his limits.

"Seeeeeeeemyyyyyyl, hurry up.... people are staring...." he said, trying not to stand out among the rows of women-clothing.

"Hush. I need you to hold all of this, 'kay? Oh my GAWD, this is sooooo cuuuuute~!" Semyl said, instantly snatching up another blouse.

"Why do I gotta be your slave? YOU hold all this, YOU'RE buying it!" he snapped. "I'd rather be somewhere else that the women's side of the store....." How uncool this was. Skyes hated being out-cooled. Like what happened two weeks earlier. Sure, he ran into an old high school pal. But there was no way he could have held her attention the way her OTHER friend did..... A pox on that fox! "Humph. That Tancer fellow was SO not.... not...." Skyes couldn't think of a way to end that. Tancer was built. Tancer had a motor-bike. Tancer was cool.

Semyl watched him as he did this, her mind already working out a solution. He was her brother, and she knew him best? So... "I know. You need a girlfriend to keep you busy!!!"

Skyes choked on his drink, spitting it out. "WHA- OH, no no no no no! I know where this is going!! I already told you, I'm not doing any of this relationship business anymore. Not after last time....... Save your breath and just drop it."

She watched Skyes for a bit, biting her lip uncertainly. "Skyes....."

"Nuh-uh. Ain't gonna hear any of it. Now, are you finished yet? I hate being in this part of the store, last time we were here, you ran off somewhere, and then one of my buddies walked by and saw me waiting here." He prodded her lightly. "You know how long he was under the impression I was cross-dressing? Jeez, nothing like being spotted in the lingerie area...."

"Come on, Skyes, I'll let you meet one of my friends, and-" She got an idea- Semyl stopped behind him, looking at the ground and sniffling a bit, wiping imaginary tears from her eyes. "*Sniff* Every time I just wanna help, you *sniff* make me think I'm not trying hard enough!"

"Wha- no, Sem- Wait, don't cry, I hate to see that-"

"*Sniff* A-a-a-a-all I t-t-try to do is make my brother feel better, and he's always being a j-j-j-jerk! *sniff* A-and, and,"

"Fine fine FINE just don't cry here, look, I'll let you finish, okay, just don-"

"REALLY? So you'll go with it?!?"

"Yes, fine, I'll go with- wait, what the, you weren't crying at all-"

"Hee hee, tooooooo late! Your time is mine, brother!"

"Aw, come on- Siiiiiiiiis, this isn't faaaaaair, I don't wanna meet another one of your psychotic friends-"

"Nooooooo, you already said you would go through it. So, let's start with.... hmmmmm..... What do you wanna see in a girl-"

"PLEASE let's not have this conversation."

"C'mon, just tell me. Otherwise, you're really gonna miss out on my friends~!"

"No, you're not gonna like my answer."

"Dooooooo iiiiiiiit."

"Fine. Don't say I didn't warn ya." Skyes took a deep breath. "Canines give me mixed reactions. I love the way collies look, same for German shepherds, and I love me a nice poodle. But I can't stand Russels; they always have this shifty eye thing going on. But I once dated this Akita chick. Man, she was awesome, but her mother hated me. I am a bit partial to huskies, and I don't mind a foxhound. I can't say the same thing for corgis.... Used to date one, she was short in stature AND temper.... Doberman types always look unhealthily skinny, and this one elkhound practically scarred me for life..... But I LOVE the way yorkies look, I mean, wow, there was this one hot chick back in high school-"

"Um, Skyes-" Semyl tried to interrupt him. She had already paid and was leading him outside to the streets.

"And felines, wow, don't get me started on THOSE. Don't like tabby ones, but man, I had this one girlfriend who was one of those street cats, and wow, she really knew how to play ball. Oh, the smaller, darker ones scare me, so most of the time I just stay away from cat-ladies. I don't really have any partiality to equines..... same for lapines, although there was this one waitress at the bar I work at definitely a ten-star. Oh, you better beliiiiiieve I like lupines- I don't know why, must be the markings, but I used to know this really swell wolfess back in school. Bovines are okay, but they always seem a bit ditzy, and avians are kinda cool, but one of my friends say they're a fishy kind. Mongeese? Oh, they're awesome, I used to date one of those, but then she moved to Radical. I notice they always seem to have a lot of energy, must be a race thing. Hyena's creep me out with their laughing, but I went on a blind date with one of those, and she laughed at nearly anything I said- I think that might have been the most successful date ever- so she wasn't so bad. Had a mental problem, though. I'm loving the whole ursine bit- They seem to not really mind my size. Oh, squirrels are awesome. I like the tail for some reason, don't know why, and they always like to talk. Can't resist a lady-lynx, however. I know one right now, and man, she's got this face that'll really just make you burn. I likes me snow-leopards, but I would never pass up a normal one.... Once dated a bat, they're a bit creepy and emo-prone, but rather nice when they aren't being morbid and dark. Hedgehogs are okay, and foxes are a case-by-case thing. I mean, the red ones are always hot, but others are beautiful too. Especially firefoxes, really dig those. Arctic ones make my eyes hurt in the light, but I'd date one. Fennec ones are cute, too. Raccoons are cool, but they really ARE kleptos.... Had this one girlfriend who couldn't resist jacking my wallet. Never ever met a female panda, and scalies are just a bit too weird for me. I think golden retrievers are just so d*mn PRETTY and-"

"ARGH!!!!! Skyyyyyyes, SHUT UP!" Semyl growled. "I meant, 'What do you like in personality?'!!!! Ack, you make my head HURT!"

"Well, you asked."

"FLYING fox!!!"

"Don't think I ever met one of those...."

"No, I mean, DUCK!!!"

"Never dated one of those, but- wait, what the he-" Skyes didn't have time to finish.

He was too busy staring eye to eye at the silver fox bolting towards him, frozen in the moment as he realized he had no idea why a fox was in the air, much less one inch away from crashing into him.

"YyyyyaaaAAAAAgh!!!!" he shouted as Kazuki smashed into him.

[Roxie Valas]

Roxie was quietly standing on a street corner, amused by people haggling for a lower price for fruit or stopping to shop in one of those ritzy boutique kind of places. She came out once or twice a week to just stand there and observe the world. The world, cept for a couple of guys of course, never really noticed her and she kind of liked that.

"...eh. I have such a boring life." Roxie sighed as she decided to head on over to a cafe.

"Um, could I get a strawberry smoothie please?" She asked the cashier person. She was a young grey squirrel with short blonde hair and a love for anything that sparkled.
"Sure thing, sugah." Annete, or at least that was what the nametag said, hollered at the cat behind the counter to make one. Roxie fished out some money from her pocket and paid for the drink along with leaving something in the "Tips" jar which already seemed to be stuffed with money.

"Man, I need a job. Only got enough to last me another month. Thanks to Jack, I don't have to worry about the apartment but I gotta find money to actually eat to.." She sighed. Her last job didn't go well at all. She couldn't lie to the customers in the department store that the clothes they picked out actually looked good on them. Apparently,
lying was a necessary skill if you wanted to get money. But she was naturally a straight-forward person and couldn't do it.

"Excuse me, miss? Your smoothie is ready." The cat whose name was Gabriel, slid her drink over to her. Roxie noticed that he wrote a little smiley face on the cup. She couldn't help but smile. "Thanks!" she said to him and walked out into the street. She quickly finished it and looked across toward the other street corner.

She didn't know how it happened but she could see what looked Skyes and a possible twin across the street with a silver fox crash-landing right into him. Without a thought, she headed right over.

"Skyes... you alright?"

[Tifa Mysteria]

[Gads this place is getting popular now! XD]

Had Tifa's leg been in a better state she may have rushed forwards as Decoe fell over, yet this time she merely stumbled slightly and stopped herself. As Decoe stood up properly though she cast her gaze across him properly and then at the broken window. She gave a small sigh and shook her head.

"You're lucky I've got insurance or you'd be paying for that window to be replaced," she glanced back at Decoe, "Now, as you don't seem to have an milicious intent I'm not going to call the police...but as you can see I'm not in any condition to entertain guests right now." She motioned to her injured leg. "I'll show you to the door."

[Decoe and Bocoe]

(I’ll skip Shadow for the sake that I’m with Tifa. )

“W-wait----I---!you---just---after---------“

It didn’t take long for Decoe to realize that something was wrong. For some reason, as the words went through his head to his mouth, it seemed like parts of his words were being left out of the sentences we was trying to say. As he stopped to ponder this, he could only think that the window wasn’t the only thing that broke in the crash. And to him, there was only one possible way to at least remedy the problem…

With squinting eyes, he quickly punched himself, hard, in the side of the head. He blinked and shook his head afterwards hearing the small clattering sound inside of his head. Something was broken indeed.

But feeling as though the problem might be –slightly- fixed, he decided to try and speak again.

“Wait, I just can’t leave!” He exclaimed hurriedly, “I can’t leave you just like that after I broke your window! Is there at least something I can do to make it up? I mean, it –looks- like you might need some help…” He looked at her broken leg with sorrow filled eyes. It seemed like it filled his own being as even his small hunched over body emotion showed it. Sure, he was robot, but that didn’t mean he didn’t have emotions…
At least, he thought so.

“But, I mean—what I guess I’m trying to say is—is that I’m sorry, and I want to at –least- make it up. I don’t really –have- any money--- but the least I could do is help out.”

He seemed to plead it, granted without any knees to the floor, but it seemed like he was about too as his body expression seemed to get lower and held his hands out together with locked fingers. He wanted to say more, but he looked at Tifa to wait for a reply with high hopes and yet a feeling of failure behind it.

[Tifa Mysteria]

Tifa gave a small sigh and rubbed the bridge of her nose, her glasses moving up and down in time to her finger. She hung her head slightly before looking back up at Decoe.

"I don't mean to be uncaring but...oh..." Tifa paused and glanced towards the next room, "...look, you break my window, seemingly for no reason other than to see if it breaks, and then give me some stammering excuse about making it up to me."

Tifa gave another sigh, slightly longer and harder this time. "As I said I'm injured and need to rest...and now I've got to confort a very nervous fox who is simply terrified to have you in the same room as him. It's not you but he's had a lot of bad experiences with your kind and if highly afraid of them. Come on, door...please." Tifa hobbled forwards slightly, using one hand to wave towards and open door that led to the hallway, the other steadying herself against the kitchen cabinets."