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The more Serah explored the more she started remembering, easily finding her way to places she remembered visiting on her first arrival here. It was nice to know her memories had been kept, she’d had enough of them getting fuddled up all the time. Honestly it didn’t feel like she’d left at all, the only difference was the added new faces and the disappearance of others. Still she was stuck with the same problem as before, trying to find something to do, she’d considered looking for a job in Polis at one point. A lot of shop owners didn’t feel too comfortable having a moogle float about their establishment though but it wasn’t like they were in any rush.

Considering the weather was pleasant this week she’d taken it upon herself to visit the lake, maybe even take a swim, Mog enjoyed that idea oddly enough. She would have invited the others along Noel always said how Hope needed to relax a bit but sometimes it was nice to spend a little time to herself, well almost to herself. She couldn’t just leave Mog behind, and she knew if she left him with Noel they’d end up squabbling or something. The walk up to the lake wasn’t too much hassle, monsters were apparent but with Mog at her side it was no trouble. Plus she knew the area quite well having spent a lot of time here before so if she ever did run into trouble she knew how to get back to the safety of the villages.

Seeing the wooden sign that pointed up to Hevia Lake she decided to take a little breather as Mog floated off ahead. Stretching her arms above her head, she let out a content sigh, though things were far from perfect she couldn’t complain right now. Dropping her arms back down, her shoulders jumping a little as a voice called out to her, or what she presumed was meant for her.

“Oh,” she replied as she turned around fully seeing the young woman holding a map. “Yeah I’m heading up to the lake” she nodded as she briefly pointed in the direction the lake was located. Judging by the map she had she probably wasn’t familiar with the area, it made for a good purchase. “Are you lost? I can see if I can help if you are?” She asked, though she wasn’t one hundred percent confident she knew where everything was she knew enough to be able to direct someone.

“The lake?” Tifa repeated.  She quickly looked back on her map and noticed that there was, in fact, a lake in Hevia.  It was probably a well-known location, if she didn’t know any better.

Realizing that this map automatically indicated that she was new to this realm, the brawler attempted to hide, only to remember that it’d be foolish since the girl already saw her holding it.  Tifa exhaled and shrugged her shoulders.  ”I guess you could say I am,” she admitted with slight embarrassment.  ”I wasn’t really going anywhere in particular.  Just…”

Just home?  Now, she couldn’t say that, could she?  Not when she didn’t even know where that was or let alone where she was right now.  Laughing in an attempt to hide her downward thoughts, Tifa rolled up the map.  ”Just traveling.  I’m kind of a traveler.”  It wasn’t an outright lie; she used to travel all the time when she was still with the gang, fighting off Shinra and Sephiroth.  But nowadays in Edge, she didn’t really travel anymore now that she had work to do and children to look after; Cloud was the one who did the traveling.

“Got any place you could recommend?”  Tifa didn’t really want to go back to Polis just yet, no, she wanted to do something, anything.  And she had nowhere else to go either; she hadn’t learned about the villages just yet.  Maybe this girl could help Tifa find somewhere to go—anywhere would be fine as long as she ended up moving.  ”Oh, right.  I’m Tifa, by the way,” she said, extending her hand out towards the girl.  The brawler had nearly forgotten that she hadn’t even introduced herself, which was rude of her.  ”Tifa Lockhart.  And you’re…?”

(Source: lockingherheartaway)