Ok, worked on the first bit more, minor changes in addition to what you suggested Classic.
Edit: The Pat on the back bit changed to Patted. I think that is what was wrong with it.
Again, thank you.
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Cloud was clutching her hand so hard that it should have been painful...why wasn't it painful?
"Tifa! Stay awake! I'm going to go get help!"
She wasn’t strong enough - even with the adrenaline rush - to lift herself upright. Help for what? She wondered.
Her mind wandered, trying to remember what happened. She ran from home to be alone, but her friends followed, and for some reason Cloud did too.
Then...she fell, and Cloud fell with her. The bridge collapsed.
She then remembered the details, and couldn’t hold back the tears that were starting to form.
Her mother...she died. She isn't going to be at Mt. Nebel, she would have stopped this from happening.
By the time Cloud came back, Tifa was sobbing, making Cloud panic even more.
“Tifa, drink this! It's a Hi-Potion, it'll help you." She opened her mouth, and swallowed as Cloud poured it in a gentle trickle. She felt a little better, a little stronger and the dull pain on her arms and neck were mostly gone.
Tifa looked at Cloud, and saw how worried he was, it reminded her of mother…
Tifa started to move around a little, and managed to sit upright with Cloud's help. He noticed that her leg was pointing the wrong direction, and cringed. This was really, really bad. Tifa clutched onto his shirt, trying to keep her balance, and she looked tired. She hugged him, and cried, huffing in-between sobs.
“Are you alright?” Cloud asked her, and then immediately felt stupid for asking that question and excepted to be made fun of by her, but all she would do was cry into his shoulder muttering about her mother.
That was when Cloud felt afraid, but Tifa didn’t notice. If she knew that Cloud was thinking then she probably would have felt hopeless. ‘We’re trapped, and the only thing we can do is wait for help…’ Cloud patted Tifa on the back and started telling her that everything was going to be alright. ‘I don’t know what to do about this whole thing, I don’t have any more potions and Tifa’s hurt really bad…’
Then Tifa just stopped sobbing and huffing, making a shiver go up his spine. He looked at her, and almost screamed in panic. Her eyes were closed, and he couldn't feel her heartbeat on his chest anymore.
He understood what just happened, but could not comprehend it happening. He breathed deeply, breath stuttering, and started to cry.
“HEY! Whatcha’ doing down there?!” A voice asked from above.
“Were stuck!” Cloud yelled looking up with hope, drying his tears quickly, and then felt his heart sink when he got a good look at what he hoped would be a way out of this horror. It was another kid.
"You ok!?" She asked in concern.
"NO! Help us! PLEASE!" He yelled, holding Tifa tightly. He saw her look of realization and started digging though a bag at her side.
"Alright! Catch this and put it on her chest!" She tossed something red at him, and he caught it, barely. It was a dull red, shaped like a feather and felt like a feather, but it was heavy. Before he could ask about it, the little girl answered his question.
"It's a Phoenix down! Is she stiff?!"
"No!" Cloud yelled back, touching Tifa's arm.
"Put it on her! Quick!" Cloud laid her down, and pressed the Phoenix Down onto Tifa.
A sharp ringing, like rapid chirps cut though then tense atmosphere, and red sparks showered Tifa, which were absorbed into her body. Cloud dared hope, and silently prayed.
Tifa gasped a moment later, and Cloud bear hugged Tifa.
"What happened?" Tifa asked, and Cloud was now the person crying.
It all came back to Tifa, and she moved to hug cloud back, but couldn't move due to both her injuries and Cloud’s tight squeeze.
"Hold on! I'll be right down!" Tifa looked up with hope, which was promptly destroyed, turning into annoyance. Why couldn’t an adult find them?
It was a little girl, no bigger than Tifa herself. What was SHE going to do to get them out? Other than go get her daddy... Tifa didn’t want that, but she knew it was going to happen anyway the moment her friends ran off at the first sign of trouble. To top it all off, they would likely blame Cloud since they didn’t like him to begin with.
“Here’s a rope! Can ya climb?!” She yelled, and both Tifa and Cloud nodded their heads.
“Alright, I tied it to this REALLY big rock! Here ya go!” She yelled down to them, throwing them the rope.
Cloud grabbed it, and the little girl started to climb down. When she reached the bottom, she ran over to Tifa, and pulled out a green orb.
"Ok...” She muttered, and her face scrunched up for a moment, both Cloud and Tifa stared at her, wondering what she was doing.
“Cure." Tifa was covered in white sparkles, while a tinkling sound was heard. Tifa looked amazed, and tried to grab one of the sparks, only for it to go right into her body.
Then her face contorted into the image of pain, as her damaged nerves were suddenly repaired before the rest of her injuries.
"AhHH!!" She screamed. Cloud looked on in horror, and looked to the little girl with the Orb, who looked just as horrified as himself.
"CURE! CURE! CURE!" The little girl started yelling, casting those spells. Tifa’s screams went down, and she started to cry a little. Her leg was no longer pointing the wrong direction at least. Cloud looked at the little girl, wondering why she stopped healing. She was sitting down, panting and reaching into her bag.
"It hurts..." Tifa moaned. Cloud looked at the little girl, and grabbed the Green Orb. Suddenly, knowledge flooded into his head - he knew how he needed to heal Tifa.
"Cure!" He said, and the white sparkles came back, and Tifa started to look less pale. Cloud looked on with renewed hope, Tifa didn't die and was healing. He spared a glance at the little girl, who was now chugging down a green bottle with the words ‘ether’ on it.
Encouraged, he cast the spell twice more and Tifa stopped crying. "It... doesn't hurt anymore." She said, and slowly got back up, Cloud helping her up.
"Ok! Now that that is done, let's get back up there!" The little girl announced, tossing a empty green bottle to the side.
Cloud nodded his head, but mentally winced as the bottle shattered. He found it odd how the bottle dissolved into green liquid, which then puffed into green smoke.
“Who are you?” Tifa asked, dusting herself off. She winced when she saw the blood on her clothes, that wouldn’t come out for a long time.
“Yuffie!” the newly named girl called, making Tifa look back up. Then look even more up. Tifa did a double take at where Yuffie was a moment ago, and where she was now.
“How did she climb that fast?” Tifa asked, and Cloud just shrugged, grabbed the rope, and walked over to her.
“Whaa… what are you doing?” Tifa asked as Cloud tied a knot around her.
“Putting it around you, so when I get up there I can lift you up.” Cloud answered, and started to climb, not noticing Tifa’s blush.
“I can climb it myself!” She yelled at Cloud, but he was already half way up the rope. Yuffie was bugging Cloud to move faster.
Tifa pouted, but decided not to untie it. Instead, she tugged on it to make sure it was fastened securely, and began to climb.
She only managed to get a quarter of the way up before calling for help.
Cloud was already at the top, and the little girl that saved them was climbing up when they heard her crying out. He looked back and found that Tifa was struggling futilely.
“Ok, let’s pull her up!” Cloud told Yuffie, who nodded as and started to pull together.
“Climb girl, climb!” Yuffie called out as they pulled.
Tifa huffed, and tried to climb the rope again.
“Not the rope! The wall! Grab the wall and start climbing!” Yuffie hollered. Tifa realized her mistake and began climbing the wall instead. With Cloud and Yuffie pulling from above, Tifa found she was going up faster than Cloud managed on his own.
Once she got up the wall, Cloud and Yuffie were already panting from exertion, while Tifa was just a little sore where the rope was.
“You’re not a feather.” Yuffie grumped and Cloud laughed.
Tifa blushed, and retorted, “Well you’re a little small for a eight year old!”
“I'm seven year's old missy, as of last week! And if I didn’t come around you would have been stuck down there forever!”
Cloud wisely stayed out of it, but was surprised when Tifa just huffed and thanked her for helping them.
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Veni, vidi, vici. [I came, I saw, I conquered
Quote from Julius Caesar
Edit: The Pat on the back bit changed to Patted. I think that is what was wrong with it.
Again, thank you.
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Cloud was clutching her hand so hard that it should have been painful...why wasn't it painful?
"Tifa! Stay awake! I'm going to go get help!"
She wasn’t strong enough - even with the adrenaline rush - to lift herself upright. Help for what? She wondered.
Her mind wandered, trying to remember what happened. She ran from home to be alone, but her friends followed, and for some reason Cloud did too.
Then...she fell, and Cloud fell with her. The bridge collapsed.
She then remembered the details, and couldn’t hold back the tears that were starting to form.
Her mother...she died. She isn't going to be at Mt. Nebel, she would have stopped this from happening.
By the time Cloud came back, Tifa was sobbing, making Cloud panic even more.
“Tifa, drink this! It's a Hi-Potion, it'll help you." She opened her mouth, and swallowed as Cloud poured it in a gentle trickle. She felt a little better, a little stronger and the dull pain on her arms and neck were mostly gone.
Tifa looked at Cloud, and saw how worried he was, it reminded her of mother…
Tifa started to move around a little, and managed to sit upright with Cloud's help. He noticed that her leg was pointing the wrong direction, and cringed. This was really, really bad. Tifa clutched onto his shirt, trying to keep her balance, and she looked tired. She hugged him, and cried, huffing in-between sobs.
“Are you alright?” Cloud asked her, and then immediately felt stupid for asking that question and excepted to be made fun of by her, but all she would do was cry into his shoulder muttering about her mother.
That was when Cloud felt afraid, but Tifa didn’t notice. If she knew that Cloud was thinking then she probably would have felt hopeless. ‘We’re trapped, and the only thing we can do is wait for help…’ Cloud patted Tifa on the back and started telling her that everything was going to be alright. ‘I don’t know what to do about this whole thing, I don’t have any more potions and Tifa’s hurt really bad…’
Then Tifa just stopped sobbing and huffing, making a shiver go up his spine. He looked at her, and almost screamed in panic. Her eyes were closed, and he couldn't feel her heartbeat on his chest anymore.
He understood what just happened, but could not comprehend it happening. He breathed deeply, breath stuttering, and started to cry.
“HEY! Whatcha’ doing down there?!” A voice asked from above.
“Were stuck!” Cloud yelled looking up with hope, drying his tears quickly, and then felt his heart sink when he got a good look at what he hoped would be a way out of this horror. It was another kid.
"You ok!?" She asked in concern.
"NO! Help us! PLEASE!" He yelled, holding Tifa tightly. He saw her look of realization and started digging though a bag at her side.
"Alright! Catch this and put it on her chest!" She tossed something red at him, and he caught it, barely. It was a dull red, shaped like a feather and felt like a feather, but it was heavy. Before he could ask about it, the little girl answered his question.
"It's a Phoenix down! Is she stiff?!"
"No!" Cloud yelled back, touching Tifa's arm.
"Put it on her! Quick!" Cloud laid her down, and pressed the Phoenix Down onto Tifa.
A sharp ringing, like rapid chirps cut though then tense atmosphere, and red sparks showered Tifa, which were absorbed into her body. Cloud dared hope, and silently prayed.
Tifa gasped a moment later, and Cloud bear hugged Tifa.
"What happened?" Tifa asked, and Cloud was now the person crying.
It all came back to Tifa, and she moved to hug cloud back, but couldn't move due to both her injuries and Cloud’s tight squeeze.
"Hold on! I'll be right down!" Tifa looked up with hope, which was promptly destroyed, turning into annoyance. Why couldn’t an adult find them?
It was a little girl, no bigger than Tifa herself. What was SHE going to do to get them out? Other than go get her daddy... Tifa didn’t want that, but she knew it was going to happen anyway the moment her friends ran off at the first sign of trouble. To top it all off, they would likely blame Cloud since they didn’t like him to begin with.
“Here’s a rope! Can ya climb?!” She yelled, and both Tifa and Cloud nodded their heads.
“Alright, I tied it to this REALLY big rock! Here ya go!” She yelled down to them, throwing them the rope.
Cloud grabbed it, and the little girl started to climb down. When she reached the bottom, she ran over to Tifa, and pulled out a green orb.
"Ok...” She muttered, and her face scrunched up for a moment, both Cloud and Tifa stared at her, wondering what she was doing.
“Cure." Tifa was covered in white sparkles, while a tinkling sound was heard. Tifa looked amazed, and tried to grab one of the sparks, only for it to go right into her body.
Then her face contorted into the image of pain, as her damaged nerves were suddenly repaired before the rest of her injuries.
"AhHH!!" She screamed. Cloud looked on in horror, and looked to the little girl with the Orb, who looked just as horrified as himself.
"CURE! CURE! CURE!" The little girl started yelling, casting those spells. Tifa’s screams went down, and she started to cry a little. Her leg was no longer pointing the wrong direction at least. Cloud looked at the little girl, wondering why she stopped healing. She was sitting down, panting and reaching into her bag.
"It hurts..." Tifa moaned. Cloud looked at the little girl, and grabbed the Green Orb. Suddenly, knowledge flooded into his head - he knew how he needed to heal Tifa.
"Cure!" He said, and the white sparkles came back, and Tifa started to look less pale. Cloud looked on with renewed hope, Tifa didn't die and was healing. He spared a glance at the little girl, who was now chugging down a green bottle with the words ‘ether’ on it.
Encouraged, he cast the spell twice more and Tifa stopped crying. "It... doesn't hurt anymore." She said, and slowly got back up, Cloud helping her up.
"Ok! Now that that is done, let's get back up there!" The little girl announced, tossing a empty green bottle to the side.
Cloud nodded his head, but mentally winced as the bottle shattered. He found it odd how the bottle dissolved into green liquid, which then puffed into green smoke.
“Who are you?” Tifa asked, dusting herself off. She winced when she saw the blood on her clothes, that wouldn’t come out for a long time.
“Yuffie!” the newly named girl called, making Tifa look back up. Then look even more up. Tifa did a double take at where Yuffie was a moment ago, and where she was now.
“How did she climb that fast?” Tifa asked, and Cloud just shrugged, grabbed the rope, and walked over to her.
“Whaa… what are you doing?” Tifa asked as Cloud tied a knot around her.
“Putting it around you, so when I get up there I can lift you up.” Cloud answered, and started to climb, not noticing Tifa’s blush.
“I can climb it myself!” She yelled at Cloud, but he was already half way up the rope. Yuffie was bugging Cloud to move faster.
Tifa pouted, but decided not to untie it. Instead, she tugged on it to make sure it was fastened securely, and began to climb.
She only managed to get a quarter of the way up before calling for help.
Cloud was already at the top, and the little girl that saved them was climbing up when they heard her crying out. He looked back and found that Tifa was struggling futilely.
“Ok, let’s pull her up!” Cloud told Yuffie, who nodded as and started to pull together.
“Climb girl, climb!” Yuffie called out as they pulled.
Tifa huffed, and tried to climb the rope again.
“Not the rope! The wall! Grab the wall and start climbing!” Yuffie hollered. Tifa realized her mistake and began climbing the wall instead. With Cloud and Yuffie pulling from above, Tifa found she was going up faster than Cloud managed on his own.
Once she got up the wall, Cloud and Yuffie were already panting from exertion, while Tifa was just a little sore where the rope was.
“You’re not a feather.” Yuffie grumped and Cloud laughed.
Tifa blushed, and retorted, “Well you’re a little small for a eight year old!”
“I'm seven year's old missy, as of last week! And if I didn’t come around you would have been stuck down there forever!”
Cloud wisely stayed out of it, but was surprised when Tifa just huffed and thanked her for helping them.
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Veni, vidi, vici. [I came, I saw, I conquered
Quote from Julius Caesar