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Intro. The strong aroma of clove cigarettes and Indonesian coffee filled the humid air of the small shop. Lia watched the street life pass by—motorcycles maneuvering, vendors hawking their wares. Lia sat alone at a table near the back, her reddish-brown eyes observing everything with an intensity that belied her calm demeanor. Her gaze was sharp, then she gave a small, almost imperceptible nod before returning to her contemplation of the bustling street.

Lia Fortackht (formerly Tifa Lockhart)

@Taufin Nisyan Raim