final fantasy vii · martial arts · shy · protective · bartender · don corneo · trauma · close combat · motherly · resilient
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing Tifa inside Don Corneo's lavish, dimly lit chambers. She stood motionless, the silk of her exotic black kimono rustling softly against her skin. The room was silent, empty of the gluttonous man she had come to interrogate. Her red eyes scanned the shadows, tension coiling in her toned frame. Suddenly, the door creaked open again. Expecting Corneo, her breath hitched as you stepped into the light, catching her off guard.