[She'd feel better about it if she knew what was coming, but she can take a guess with that short warning she got. When he takes her hand, she braces herself, and then she feels her feet lift off the ground. In one swift whirling motion, the two of them manage to take out four, maybe five, of the people surrounding them, successfully knocking them into each other and toppling them over to the floor into one massive pile.
And when she's standing again, Tifa pauses to look around them, hands on her hips.]
Nicely done. Little more warning next time, though.
[It's all she says before she's turning on her heel and rushing away without a second glance back at Eustace.]
Come on.
[She leads the way further into the back, where she found some private rooms they can use to heal up before they even think about making a break for the door. She swings the door open to one and promptly shuts it without a word about what she saw inside, and proceeds further down the hall past the others to the very last one. Thankfully, this one is empty. Inside is a couch, some chairs, a stereo system, a box of Ifrit knows what's inside but from what she can see with a cursory glance, there are some feathers and a whip, several mirrors, some chains on the walls... Not to mention the many other things scattered about that one might find in a VIP room at a stripclub.
Best to just not think about what might have happened in here before this whole mess.
The best thing about this room, however, is that the room is completely soundproof, so it's a good reprieve from the loud thumping of the music. The lighting in the room is a mix of dull white and a deep red, and she can't spot a light switch on any of the curtain-lined walls... It's probably better this way, with Eustace's eye. Speaking of which...]
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And when she's standing again, Tifa pauses to look around them, hands on her hips.]
Nicely done. Little more warning next time, though.
[It's all she says before she's turning on her heel and rushing away without a second glance back at Eustace.]
Come on.
[She leads the way further into the back, where she found some private rooms they can use to heal up before they even think about making a break for the door. She swings the door open to one and promptly shuts it without a word about what she saw inside, and proceeds further down the hall past the others to the very last one. Thankfully, this one is empty. Inside is a couch, some chairs, a stereo system, a box of Ifrit knows what's inside but from what she can see with a cursory glance, there are some feathers and a whip, several mirrors, some chains on the walls... Not to mention the many other things scattered about that one might find in a VIP room at a stripclub.
Best to just not think about what might have happened in here before this whole mess.
The best thing about this room, however, is that the room is completely soundproof, so it's a good reprieve from the loud thumping of the music. The lighting in the room is a mix of dull white and a deep red, and she can't spot a light switch on any of the curtain-lined walls... It's probably better this way, with Eustace's eye. Speaking of which...]
Your eye. Are you okay?