closed 🌠 yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart

[starshower]

🧙 WHO: Tifa Lockhart & others
⚔️️ WHAT: July catch-all!
🕒 WHEN: Throughout the month
🗺️ WHERE: Wherever the threads happen
⚠️ WARNINGS: N/A

Some closed threads for the month! If you'd like to plot something with Tifa, please feel free to hit me up via PM or @ crystariums, or on the cr meme and I would be happy to do a starter ✨

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[starshower]

Alright.

[The smile she flashes Barbara is lit up with confidence in both of them as she turns back on her heel to push herself off into a sprint, rushing at the horde of undead coming their way. But she won't be alone—it's true, she is agile and could likely do this on her feet, but where's the sense in that when she can bring in some extra help?

With a whistle, her familiar appears from the ground beside her, the dolphin diving in and out of it like it's swimming through water. The sound of its chirping and her footsteps is more than enough to draw their attention and all of their heads snap around to look in her direction.]

Over here!

[And just like that, she's leading the group of them back towards the fences where she assumes Barbara is waiting for her. Meanwhile, the familiar is herding them, swimming circles around the zombies as they close in, and just as Tifa leaps into the fenced off area, she motions to Barbara to shut the gate as they follow her in.]

[dragongrrl]

[Dolphin again! Barbara really would like to get a closer look at that creature at a time when they aren't in a fight. It must be something real from Tifa's world, just as the moogle is from her own--anyway.

As the zombies chase after it and Tifa, Barbara leaps up and forward, landing neatly on the gatepost. After a quick, sweeping glance to ensure everyone is inside, she hops down and shoves the gate shut, securing the latch.]

Out!

[starshower]

[It's thanks to her familiar that she's able to get out so quickly, bouncing off its tail while it flings her sideways fast enough that Barbara should have no problems getting the attack off almost immediately, before the zombies figure out what's going on and go on the offensive.

When she lands on the opposite side, she pauses to slam a fist into one of its faces when it tries to climb over the fence.]

Finish 'em off!

[dragongrrl]

[Excellent. Yes. This is going to make up completely for earlier.

After a quick glance to ensure Tifa isn't in its path, Barbara opens her mouth again and unleashes the flame. She holds nothing back, pouring her magic into the inferno. If you were to time it with a stopwatch, it would be just ten seconds. But what a ten seconds they are.

She backs away once she's done, out of the reach of flailing, panicking, flaming zombies, now crashing into each other like deadly pinballs but destroying no one but themselves.]

[starshower]

[With her hand on her familiar's fin, she watches as the zombies destroy themselves and the fence along with them. The grass turns to a mix of ash and dirt, but at least the flames are somewhat contained now to this smaller area, rather than letting them run rampant across it, but the wooden barricades won't hold for much longer... Hopefully just long enough that the undead will burn to a crisp.

So, Tifa waits and waits, watching the flames grow bigger, and just when the last piece of wood holding them splinters and breaks, that's when she intervenes again.

A wave of water washes over them, large enough to put out the flames. She has less control than the dolphin does, but she's helping anyway, and the fire goes out with a sizzle while the water stops just short of hitting Barbara's feet.]

Nice job! [she calls out to her, gently pumping a fist into the air.

As for the undead, the ones that were captured inside the fence are as good as done for. Nothing but more ash and bones scattered about, but she isn't going to risk moving closer just yet...]

... Think that did it?

[dragongrrl]

[And with that final deluge, the flames are gone--and the animating unlife of the zombies seems to have been washed away just as thoroughly. Having the benefit of a long-reach weapon, Barbara approaches one of the sodden corpses and prods it. Then she gives another a good hard jab.

After repeating the process a few more times around the burned-out pen with no results, she gives Tifa a nod.]

Good work. Zombies dead. [...] Real dead.

Tifa, familiar, powerful.

[starshower]

Yeah. Real dead.

[And she isn't sure she could have done that without Barbara's help. The flames start to die along with the grass, and when it's all dirt and small, burnt pieces of wood, it becomes a small red flicker, enough to illuminate their faces.

Her familiar chirps and somersaults through the air at the compliment, and Tifa wanders over to check on Barbara.]

You okay?

[That was some blast.]

We should head over to the house. See if we can find some water to put this out.