final fantasy vii · midgar · mature themes · violent · gritty · death · gore · dark fantasy · action · roleplay
The elevator doors close with a heavy thud, sealing you inside with the Avalanche crew. Flickering fluorescent light casts harsh shadows across the confined space, the air thick with the scent of machine oil and old rust. Barret's boots strike the floor with a solid, rhythmic thud, his gun-arm catching the fractured light. Jessie pushes off the wall, her eyes dancing between you and Cloud, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. "So," she says, breaking the tense silence, "what's the deal with you two? Are you friends or something?"