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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#dcdcdc">[Cornelia Plains - Midland Gate Approach]</span><br/>
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Tifa stayed close, trying to help Ein to his feet until it seemed apparent he could stand on his own.  "We thought you were done for!"  Rikku didn't sound half distressed as well.  "Fighter or not...  Taking a hit like that, after that beating..."  Tifa choked on a laugh at his question.  "That's all you can think about?"  She chuckled.  <br/>
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"Come on."  Ein couldn't be sure, but he swore that Rikku's face flashed disappointment for a moment as Tifa ducked under his arm and slung it over her shoulders, supporting his with surprising steadiness despite her own apparent stiffness.  Doesn't look like she got through the fight unscathed either, though he's pretty sure he's definitely the worst off of the three of them.  <br/>
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Unwilling to let him slip away from her support.  Tifa guides him towards the gate, and the world flashes blue-white as they step into the portal.  On the other side an aurora of soft colours swirls around a large landing upon which is perched a structure that looks very much like a large and well kept wayhouse or inn.  It becomes rapidly apparent that the place is devoid of staff or servants or even an innkeeper as would typically be found in any normal counterpart to this place but despite all that the chillbox and larder seem well stocked with fresh food and a roaring fire crackles merrily in the hearth at the centre of the common room.<br/>
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"This is one of the nicer gates..."  Rikku explained as they explored the place.  "No manikins inside yet, and all these lovely amenities.  But even the most infested and dilapidated gates have safe and plentiful places to stay..."  She clapped her hands together, eyed Tifa and Ein, and grinned.  "I'll get some food together!  You two just take some time to relax, you both took some pretty nasty hits in that fight after all!"  she retreated towards the kitchen with a wink, and Tifa promptly flushed, opening her mouth as though to shout after the Al-Bhed girl only to close it again as Rikku disappeared around a corner before the brawler could get so much as a word out, leaving Ein and Tifa alone in the room together.</div>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#696969">[Mirage Sandsea - Southern Pass]</span><br/>
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Lightning caught the potion on pure reflex, nearly fumbling the awkwardly shaped bottle for a moment before she managed to catch it properly.  Grimly she took a swig, lines of pain on her face smoothing almost immediately as the semi-magical tonic went to work on her wounds before she dumped some of it into her palm carefully and pressed it to the gash in her leg, hissing in pain as the direct contact rapidly repaired the damage.<br/>
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She repeated this twice, draining the rest of the potion bottle in the process and reducing the wound to a jagged pink patch of shiny new skin.  If it hurt to put weight on it any more, she certainly didn't show it now.  <br/>
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Finally, she stepped up to thrice, and looked him up and down.  "Thank you, for your help, and the potion.  A pity I can't do the same for you, unless white magic can fix you?"  She glowed as she spoke, angry red flaring around her, then a cool green, and she raised one hand that glowed with curative power.  "Do you have a designation?  Or a Name?"  she asked, almost as an afterthought.  "I am called Lightning."</div>
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Disappointment crossed the Lapine woman's face at Gauthiant's choice, and she sighed as she hefted her bow once more only to halt suddenly, as though something had occurred to her.  "Are you sure you're making the right choice?"  She stepped towards Gauthiant slightly, putting in a provocative little swing of her hips as she did and bending forwards slightly, clearly trying to show off a little.  "I think if you just give me a chance, I can make Chaos' Side a much more worthwhile option for you..." <br/>
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The Mage flushed visibly at that, sputtering in anger.  "What?!  You can't just..."  She gritted her teeth, then looked at Gauthiant.  "You can't possibly be considering that, can you?!"  She swallowed visibly.  "I'm sure whatever she can do for you, I can do better anyways!"  A bold statement as she glared at the other woman considering she seemed quite a bit less comfortable with what was being proposed, not to mention uncertain as the archer smirked and taunted.  "Care to back that up?"</div>
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