[ she's not exactly sure of the red cardinal's dress code, but she figures it's worth dressing a little nicer than casual to a bar since she doubts it's the kind of semi-rundown place in the slums that the seventh heaven had been. opening the door of her closet though is met with a frown as she comes to realize that most everything that's prearranged for her in here is more than just a little revealing, reminding her once again of the resort's intents for what she should be dressing for.
ultimately, she settles on a short black cocktail dress, fabric a little tight around her hips and cleavage more visible than she'd prefer, but it proves to be the most modest of her available options, and she makes a note to herself to see if shopping around might find her a more varied collection if she's meant to stay here longer than she expects to.
but soon enough, tifa finds herself within the red cardinal, her concern over her clothing taking a back seat to the brightening of her eyes as she sees such a comfortable looking room, the kind of spot she'd want to run someday if she ever manages to get the seventh heaven rebuilt again. from the low lighting to the quiet jazz of music, it's strangely the most she's felt relaxed, being somewhere that feels far more in her realm of comfort.
stepping forward, she goes over to the bar, taking a seat on one of the high chairs as she waits for sanji to arrive, her gaze simply admiring the aesthetics of the environment in the meanwhile. ]
red cardinal date thing π€
ultimately, she settles on a short black cocktail dress, fabric a little tight around her hips and cleavage more visible than she'd prefer, but it proves to be the most modest of her available options, and she makes a note to herself to see if shopping around might find her a more varied collection if she's meant to stay here longer than she expects to.
but soon enough, tifa finds herself within the red cardinal, her concern over her clothing taking a back seat to the brightening of her eyes as she sees such a comfortable looking room, the kind of spot she'd want to run someday if she ever manages to get the seventh heaven rebuilt again. from the low lighting to the quiet jazz of music, it's strangely the most she's felt relaxed, being somewhere that feels far more in her realm of comfort.
stepping forward, she goes over to the bar, taking a seat on one of the high chairs as she waits for sanji to arrive, her gaze simply admiring the aesthetics of the environment in the meanwhile. ]