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Tifa's heart sank at knowing her entire home was gone. Her bar, her stepfather, her friends. All gone. The hope of dragonballs being used was slim in the moment, her rage bubbling under her skin as she glared at Nappa and Vegeta.

Hearing Piccolo, her eyes narrowed and she felt her fists flex at her sides.

This wasn't the prince she heard about as a child. Her mother shared such stories of their homeworld, of the majesty. But if this was what Saiyan culture was...she wanted nothing to do with it.

"Fine," she said, holding herself back. Her blood boiled.

Chance to Spare [Vegeta x Tifa, Saiyan Saga AU]

cc-vegeta “It would be a waste to kill such a strong woman like yourself, so I’m giving you a once in a lifetime offer. Surrender and join us, and you will be spared.”  // Saiyan Saga AU, while they are waiting for Goku

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Staring at the Saiyan, Tifa's eyes narrowed, her energy strong and crackling around her as her emotions rose.

She had no idea who this was, and it was the first time she saw someone like her on this planet, beyond Goku. "I will never surrender to a tyrant," she spat, standing her ground.

“Oh? A tyrant? Is that a new one, Nappa?” Prince Vegeta commented with a sneer then glanced towards his partner. He eyed Tifa curiously, though his expression showed disappointment. Oh well, he gave her a chance.

“That’s too bad, well it would have been awkward anyway. I did blow up that city she was in, with all those pathetically weak humans!” Nappa added with a grin, delighting in the destruction he caused upon their arrival on Earth. “Speaking of, I’m bored Vegeta, so I’m gonna warm up before Kakarot gets here, that’s if he even shows up haha!”

“Fine, just don’t have too much fun, save some energy for Kakarot.” With Vegeta’s permission while they would wait for around two hours, Nappa flew off to probably destroy another city or two for sport.

“Goku is not the kind of person who would not show up like this, something must be making him late,” Piccolo thought. He could sense a similar potential like he saw with Gohan, power linked with their emotions. Having that extra person on their side, and as strong as she was, he would make sure she didn’t go after Nappa.

“Don’t do anything stupid, we could use your help. Channel that anger of yours into our plan to take them down one by one. Krillin, you distract the big guy so I can grab his tail, then when I got him immobilised, you and Gohan both attack him with your full strength, do I make myself clear?” Piccolo told them, addressing Tifa.

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Tifa watched him carefully, her heart tightening when he mentioned the plate fall. She had little time to properly grieve what happened there and the loss of her second family.

Maybe he was being honest. Maybe not. Either way, something told her not to incite something here. The people in Under Junon didn't need that, especially when they were granted temporary safety here.

"Alright," she said softly, lowering her hands and watching him. "But one wrong move and I can't promise my friends will be as friendly."

Relaxing her stance, she brushed back some of her hair. "Where are you trying to go?"

"Like I said, just waiting for the next ship to depart – something I assume you're doing too if you're out here."

Noctis lowered his arms, but he made no move to reach for a weapon. He'd meant it when he said he didn't want to fight. That said, he knew how it probably looked. They were on the run, and there he was still in his damn uniform. It made sense that she'd be cautious.

"Look...I don't want to be on their radar any more than you do. I'm not exactly here on orders." He paused, considering how much he should say. The old proverb was that an enemy of an enemy was a friend. Maybe that applied here. "I always thought that ShinRa was doing good but I was there when the plate fell. All those innocent people, dead. I don't want to be a part of that. I can't."

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Tifa smiled at his initial response. She imagined him like a large dog following Vincent, the man's cloak billowing in the air behind him and his face full of annoyance. It was amusing to picture.

"I bet what you see is beautiful," she said, remembering all the spots she saw when they traversed Gaia years before.

Blinking at his next words, she gasped. "You...you can do that?" she asked in wonder. "It would make things easier."

“I sometimes follow Vincent.”Which was a given, really. Though the gunman may have been free of the Harbinger in a physical sense, the two of them did still share quite the bond and the other certainly did get up to some interesting things. Chaos enjoyed tagging along from time to time.

“… I like to find waterfalls… or caves full of glowing crystals. Finding the highest places to sit and watch life go by.” Momentarily does he fidget on the sand, digging his clawed hands into the texture just to feel it; “I listen to her. The planet - she whispers sometimes… about disguises; that I should hide myself among the people and learn more. Maybe that… would be less lonely.”

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Tifa's eyes widened at this news, her cheeks heating up. "Oh, really?" she replied, surprised. Warmth filled her at the idea of having him closer.

"Alright. We can check one out along the way. I have some ideas of where we can go, where it's not too expensive." Buildings were being renovated and upgraded for housing, thanks to the WRO. If nothing else, she could contact Reeve and get some inside info for Vincent, too.

Clearing their plates, Tifa gave him a warm smile. "I'll be ready to go after these are handled."

Eyes closed, a moment taken to bask in closeness and warmth shared. ’T is these times turned to memories that Vincent uses to remind himself of those that wait for him, that want him around and although its something that takes time, Vincent has been visiting more.

The mention of Yuffie bought a brief chuckle from the depths of his throat, knowing full well that if she had been there she would have absolutely ran him ragged, back and forth with her excitement and likely his bank card, too. He’d only just gripped the idea of putting his pin number in when paying for things - - - and she had been trying to tell him about something called contactless?

“Naught of preference.”Frankly, he minded not simply having a wander around, heading in wherever took their fancy. “…perhaps a moment to glance in the window of one of the estate agents. I’ve been… contemplating getting an apartment in Edge.”Because Kalm was rather a way to travel, even for he, when tired for beyond exhausted. But it was those times he wanted to be around those he loved the most… Maybe a second home wouldn’t hurt.

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Tifa laughed while she ran, her body feeling lighter than it had in a long while as she felt the heat of the beach around her.

Once she reached the shore and caught her breath, she waved a hand in Leslie's direction. "Never underestimate a woman, Leslie. That was your first mistake!" she said with a chuckle.

"You're so on!" Leslie stated as he'd then begin to take off after her. "You jerk! You had a head start!" He'd say as Leslie would find himself laughing as he'd run behind her. Eventually he'd catch up with her but it was a bit too late as she'd managed to beat him.

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Tifa smiled, nodding in agreement. "Well said, Commander," she replied, Mor Dhona coming into sight as they continued to walk. "Not all of us need to be heroes in the conventional sense to make a difference. I know that the hot meals and listening ear I provide eases the hearts and minds of many. I am content with that."

Looking up at the sky, she smiled to herself. "Though I can't help but dream of grand adventures in new lands."

“We can but only hope you are correct.” And while Aymeric certainly carried much upon his own shoulders, he couldn’t imagine the strains the Scions must have felt- the very planet rested on their actions and he knew, even through presumptions, he would not have coped with that level of responsibility.

“We all have our positions in the world - small or large - they each provide something to the betterment and aid of the planet itself. No matter what you do, know that much is made better for it.”

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"Every life impacts another, whether small or large," Tifa replied softly, without hesitation. "And every life has value. Don't discredit your own, when so many returned to the Planet before their time."

"Thanks. I appreciate it," she added, giving him a small smile.

“…The planet, huh?” He gave a small scoff, looking away. “…I doubt the planet would be much different if I died or not. There is…” He paused for a brief moment, remembering his brother, and what he had done. “…There’s no-one who would miss me. My death would be like a rock falling to the ground, rather than being thrown into a pond.”

He paused for a few moments. “…I can help with washing the dishes afterwards, if you want. I… do not have much experience with doing it, but I will do my best.”

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You can't die here. Too many still depend on you.

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This outfit was so fun to draw

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Tifa laughed, rolling her eyes at his words. "I don't know if I like any of that more or less."

At his playful threat, she narrowed her eyes. "Do that and I'll make sure you regret it, thief boy," I teased, though it was also a warning of my own.

Leaning back, I rolled my shoulders and neck, feeling a little stiff. "You think the others will be okay with this? With me knowing and everything?" She hadn't met them yet and was nervous.

"Doesn't mean that you can't be amazing. It's in a different way, but it matters all the same." He told her, squeezing her hand in reassurance. She might not be a phantom thief, but what she did, what she stood for and believed in, it was important. Hell, he viewed it as more important because she could connect with people in ways that the Phantom Thieves never could. In his mind, she was more important than him. He thought that of many people, but Tifa was above all others.

He couldn't help but laugh and play along at her comment about feeling old. "Well, I am a thief. Maybe I'm just robbing the grave?" He teased. "Would you prefer I say mature instead? Less actual age and more...mentality."

"It's just a general warning. Don't get mad at me when someone changes the labels on all the bottles and causes you to make the wrong cocktail." His eyes glinted playfully. The trickster in him was going to find a lot of fun ways to mess with her.

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Tifa only chuckled. Johnny was always an eccentric person. Aerith's teasing had her chuckle and shake her head. Despite what it looked like, she had no interest in returning Johnny's feelings.

"I think...he just wanted to be noticed," I replied. "Something tells me he'll get that right where he is in Costa Del Sol."

Smiling at her friend, Tifa hummed to herself. "A lot of people lost themselves in the slums. Johnny always stayed positive, though he certainly had no true purpose. I hope he finds it now in his hospitality attempt."

"You think?"

The state of the place when they arrived… Well, it certainly left a lasting impression. Especially the dreadful shower situations. She can even recall some times where camping out had been more peaceful than what their night at that 'hotel' had been. Though it seemed to be doing better after the whole 'Johnnys' thing. Funny as it was to her, she figures it's a good thing that the clones went away.

"Hasn't he been badgering Cloud for trinkets to decorate with to attract more customers?" She gives a small laugh, recalling the blonde's awkward expression in the face of the loudly pleading redhead.

She gives a small, light giggle. "Maybe it'll be so popular by then that we'll need to make reservations. Though... I think he'll always have a room open for you" a slight teasing tone.

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Tifa listened with rapt attention. Hearing Peter talk about this passion, this dream of his, it made her warm inside. It was evident he was determined. It also showed how incredibly smart he was.

"Peter...that's all just...so beautiful," she said as he kissed her forehead. "It's incredible what you want to to, and how it'd help so many people." Here was a man that had a true heart of gold, yet also put his life on the line every day and very few people knew.

"If there's anything I can do to help, anything, let me know. What you're doing is so much bigger than my silly bar."

“Thanks,” Peter smiled earnestly, “and you don’t have to be an environmental nut to care about the planet, of course. Everybody that isn’t ignorant or in denial knows that global warming is a very real thing, and the longer it continues to go on, the more of a severe risk we run in burning out the planet and completely depleting it of all of its resources. So that’s why the EMF means so much to me, and I plan on making it work some way or somehow. Just…you know, don’t let the penthouse fool you. That place totally wasn’t mine,” Peter chuckled. No way in hell could he afford right now what Felicia typically paid for her wardrobe, penthouse, or usual outings.

“What do I wanna do? Well…without going completely scientifically nutty on you, I just want to work with other scientists who share my passion to work in different areas of science to find different ways to heal the planet. Agriculture, horticulture, oceanic science, aquamarine life, meteorological, and other fields of science that we can work in to better the quality of life we live and breathe, no matter how big or small it is, you know? I just want to do right by my aunt, my best friend and his mom. If I can do that, then…I’m doing something right outside of Spider-Man for once in my life,” he kissed her forehead.

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