Tifa's 7th Heaven

The scene falls onto a rundown town that most people called "The Slums". A place that hardly looked anything like paradise. Most of the building have been standing for generations without repair and the oxygen levels in the area were almost toxic to breath in. The people that grew up here however couldn't tell the difference from their Slums to an actual town or city. To them, this was as good at gets. So they all did their best to make the most of the place they were born.

There was a bar in the Slums called Tifa's 7th Heaven Bar. It was the only place in town where people could get a drink but most avoiding it all costs due to the mobsters that were in control of the place. Most ordinary people seen the bar as trouble, while those who visited it ended up calling it home. Surely sometimes they would get a normal customer but they would be chases right out of the bar by the mobsters who related themselves with Sector 7. To them, this was their town and that was their bar. It is the only place they honestly felt safe.

Zero walked into his establishment and greeted his waitress behind the bar, Tifa. She smiled at him and laid a glass on the bar.

"So what will you be having today, Zero? Something easy or something hard?"

"Something hard."

She already had a feeling that she knew what he was going to request. Already holding a liquor bottle in her hand, she turned it up and filled the glass to the brim. The place was empty with Zero as the only customer and owner. He turned around to look at the empty tables and stools, taking a sip from his glass. He already knew the answer to his question but he figured he would ask it anyway.

"How has business been Tifa?"

"How do you think it has been? The only service I get are you lot."

He began to laugh to himself a little as he stood up from the bar stool.

"Perfect."

Just the way Zero liked it, no attention their way at all. He had spent a lot of energy trying to make a legit business stay out of the eyes of the unwanted. There was a pinball machine in the corner of the bar, but it wasn't any ordinary pinball machine. It had several purposes that one day might save all of their lives. He walked over to it and stood in front of the game, looking as if he was about to put a nickle in to play it. He slammed his fist one good time on the bottom corner of the machine and the floor under him began to move. Zero hopped up and sat on the pinball machine as it lowered itself to the basement level of the bar, the place that no one but those in Sector 7 know about.

He jumped off when the machine reached the bottom into a room that would have made you think you were no longer in the slums. The walls were covered with plans and weapons that could be picked up at leisure. There was huge table with several chairs around it where they would hold meetings. In the corner of the room was a radio that was constantly playing the news of the world so they were never out of the loop of what was going on. There was also a separate room that led to the shower and a few bed for people who wanted to get some rest. Most importantly, it was a chocobo free environment.

Zero grabbed his revolver from the wall and took his seat at the head of the table. He laid the gun on the table and propped his legs up. Tifa's 7th Heaven was just the perfect place to get away from all the stresses the world threw at him but the hidden room was where he could really let his mind go. He closed his eyes and kept his feet propped up to relax as he took another drink of liquor from his glass.

"Just another day in the slums."

Mudkip had known of this slummy place in Detroit and how bad the local population was, terrible air, thieves everywhere and murder was rampant upon this small community of people just trying to live every day life without dying. It was his kind of town.

Mudkip had known of Don Zero opening up a bar in this slum hood and figured he'd make a stop there to introduce himself to any of his guests there, even in a slum place such as this, there has to be some type of good contact here or something or perhaps he'd just go for a nice drink with Zero

Upon entering the bar he noticed the void of life in the place, it looks as if no one has entered it in some time, Mudkip wasn't sure there was anyone even in here until he noticed Zero drinking what looked to be whiskey in the corner and as he started walking towards him some crazy woman nearly knocked him over while trying to walk to Zero. Zero noticed this and merely laughed and said 'He's okay Tifa, let him proceed here, and bring him a drink please' Mudkip got back up and saw the barmaid, a bodyguard like woman named Tifa, after that little incident he walked over to Zero and sat down across from him until Tifa the barmaid had brought over a drink for myself and I thanked her until I spoke up to Zero

'Hey Zero, this is a uh ..Nice place you have here heh, is this all you could afford or?' Mudkip smirked and proceeded 'Jokes Zero, just joking buddy, this place is nice and secluded that's for sure, however.. This place is a complete dump, why would you even stay here?'

Tired, sleepy and hungry David walks in and flops down at a open table leaning his head back on the chair.  with his eyes closed he listens for the waitress to approach.  He leans forward then ask for gin and tonic as his head returns to the resting on the chair.

With a briefcase full of money for her boss Silk walked into Tifa's 7th Heaven Bar and looked around. The mobster was glad no FBN agents were there. In the bad mood she was in she would probably kill the next crooked agent that crossed paths with her.

The mobster sat down at the bar and waited for Tifa to finish pouring drinks for other customers. When the bartender approached her Silk asked, "Where's the boss?"

"Don't know." Tifa shrugged. "What's in the briefcase?"

"A big shipment of..." Silk leaned across the bar and quietly added, "... none of your business."

The bartender apparently didn't like the mobster's answer. She shook her head and walked away.

A few minutes later Silk used her key to unlock Zero_McHannon's private office in the basement. She put the briefcase on the desk, opened it and started putting stacks of money in the safe built into the wall. After leaving her weekly tribute the mobster walked out of the office, locked the door and returned upstairs to the bar.

"Tifa, if you see Zero tell him I'm looking for him." Silk told the bartender. "I'm going to run errands. I'll be back later."