[Tifa isn't dumb enough to make the first strike, so she only stares her down for a while, waiting to see what her next move will be. She watches as her shoulders start to rise and fall with her quickening breaths before—]
"I'LL RIP YOUR HAIR OUT!"
[She lunges at her, arms stretched out and she manages to grab a handful of Tifa's hair and pulls it free from the loose bun like a savage. She's screeching and roaring and hissing and trying to scratch and knee Tifa wherever she can when she manages to get a hold back, flipping her hair up over her head and coming very close to whipping Eustace with it too.
She'll let the woman stand before...]
Should've just walked away.
[With a quick but decent wind-up, Tifa throws a punch that lands square in her nose and knocks her off her feet where she's rolling in pain, crying out about how she broke her nose and was going to press charges. There are people standing around watching, some in horror while others cheer, and the police have arrived on the scene, shouting at them all to move out of the way.]
"Nothing to see here folks! Move along!"
[Meanwhile, Tifa is busy brushing herself off—she did manage to get in a few scratches before she was taken out, some of them bleeding on her arms, but she turns on her heel and climbs into the carriage as if nothing's happened.]
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"I'LL RIP YOUR HAIR OUT!"
[She lunges at her, arms stretched out and she manages to grab a handful of Tifa's hair and pulls it free from the loose bun like a savage. She's screeching and roaring and hissing and trying to scratch and knee Tifa wherever she can when she manages to get a hold back, flipping her hair up over her head and coming very close to whipping Eustace with it too.
She'll let the woman stand before...]
Should've just walked away.
[With a quick but decent wind-up, Tifa throws a punch that lands square in her nose and knocks her off her feet where she's rolling in pain, crying out about how she broke her nose and was going to press charges. There are people standing around watching, some in horror while others cheer, and the police have arrived on the scene, shouting at them all to move out of the way.]
"Nothing to see here folks! Move along!"
[Meanwhile, Tifa is busy brushing herself off—she did manage to get in a few scratches before she was taken out, some of them bleeding on her arms, but she turns on her heel and climbs into the carriage as if nothing's happened.]
Let's go.