[ Really, Tifa should have known that nothing was going to go as smoothly as everyone had promised, with the exchange. Still, she couldn't have expected it to be this bad either. To go from the chaos that erupted near the Singularity to now being stranded on a snow-covered mountain had not been in the plans for today, not even close.
Thankfully she had been pretty decently bundled up, but all the same, the layers she's wearing are still not quite enough for these frigid winds. She's kept on the move, both to keep the blood flowing and also to figure out if anyone else is stranded on this mountain with her.
It wouldn't have just been her who got tossed here, right? She's seen a few panicked network messages pass over her vision, written in the snow or formed in the clouds overhead, as people try to locate each other. Something about water, about a forest, and none of it matches her surroundings.
It's hard to see far ahead of her with the snow whipping around, making visibility nearly nonexistent, but... then she sees something. A shock of gold among the white.
She picks up her pace, but still takes care to maneuver around the rocky terrain so she doesn't end up tripping and collapsing into the snow. Once she thinks she's close enough to be heard, she calls out to the figure. ]
— cloud
Thankfully she had been pretty decently bundled up, but all the same, the layers she's wearing are still not quite enough for these frigid winds. She's kept on the move, both to keep the blood flowing and also to figure out if anyone else is stranded on this mountain with her.
It wouldn't have just been her who got tossed here, right? She's seen a few panicked network messages pass over her vision, written in the snow or formed in the clouds overhead, as people try to locate each other. Something about water, about a forest, and none of it matches her surroundings.
It's hard to see far ahead of her with the snow whipping around, making visibility nearly nonexistent, but... then she sees something. A shock of gold among the white.
She picks up her pace, but still takes care to maneuver around the rocky terrain so she doesn't end up tripping and collapsing into the snow. Once she thinks she's close enough to be heard, she calls out to the figure. ]
Hey! Wait, over here!
[ Is it wishful thinking, or... is that Cloud? ]