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[sheraflies]

 Who: Cid Highwind, Open
What:  Getting a drink and checking up on old friends
Where:  7th Heaven, Edge
When:   Late afternoon
Warnings:  It's Cid so language warnings

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[spiritedfighter]

Tifa was in the process of cleaning up the back some, since they only got the front done for cosmetic purposes, and to help raise a bit of gil to pay for the rest of the repairs. Sighing, she flipped the towel over the lip of the sink and was drying her hands off, when she heard another customer walk in. She pushed the curtain back, and stepped into the bar area.
"Well, if you'd want a fucking drink you better ask nicely!" Tifa said tiredly, as she pinched the bridge of her nose.
Then Tifa happened to finally look up, and see who it was. It was Cid. The craziest pilot she'd ever met in her life. Tifa hoped his flying skills have improved since their last adventure. Tifa smiled at Cid.
"So how have you been stranger?" Tifa asked.

[sheraflies]

Cid grinned, as Tifa walked in from the back. "I've been good, Tifa, Shera doing fine as well." he said as he put out his cigarette on a nearby ash-tray. "Been awhile since the shit with Vincent and those assholes, hasn't it." he said, reminiscing a bit, "See any of the old crew lately?"

[spiritedfighter]

Tifa smiled. "Vincent has been around here lately, helping with the bar and all. But next to you, I haven't see much of anyone else."
Tifa pulled a glass from behind the bar and inspected it really quick, and used the ice scoop to drop a few cubes into the glass. "What would you like to drink?"

[sheraflies]

Cid nodded, "I'll take a beer" he said as he lit up another cigarette, patting his spear as he rubbed his grizzled chin. "I would of thought you would know where Cloud or that kid that hangs around would be." h