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Updates on last night:

One thing that I guess eludes me when I'm a kid that is more striking to me now is the depiction of poverty. FFVII's is pretty striking - with Aeris, we're again stuck in the slums, moving back and forth. Lots of distrust and attitude, even from the shopowners. One dude's house looks like just a large industrial pipe. Before heading to Sector 5, we pop out the back end of Sector 5 and look out into the world beyond the city walls. It's shot at a massive distance, emphasizing how much is outside of Midgar.

On to Sector 6. This time, I find the Materia shop and load Aeris with Cure, Fire, and Lightning. Cloud gets to keep his Lightning and Ice.

We state our intent to find Tifa (which for some reason actually surprises me; Cloud seems pretty apathetic so far), which results in some teasing. Aeris is insistent on escorting us (isn't Cloud the bodyguard??) so we stay with Aeris's mom, who begs Cloud to leave alone. Not like we need her help anyway ("Help from a girl?" Give me all the toxic masculinity!) At first I don't realize it, but apparently we have to sneak past Aeris... who nonetheless waylays us on the way to Sector 7.

And it turns out... that she was actually right from a utility perspective. Aeris is insanely weak physically and is stuck in the back row, but I overcome my reluctance to waste MP because the enemies are pretty tough - the house (lol wut) has a lot of HP and deals big damage later, and these four tentacle-dog things strike really often at rates that add up pretty quickly. Big fan of the Healing Wind limit break (though I wish I could time it better), and I now gain Cross Cut as well. I'm also vaguely surprised to find out Cloud's magic is considerably stronger than his regular attack, which... well, it makes sense.

In Sector 7, we think we espy Tifa on the back of... a circus cart? We wind up tracking down a nightclub but are denied entry. Oh the shenanigans.

The music walking between sectors is CHILLLLLLL af.

(also i didn't steal the kid's money. i hadn't seen the post yet, but i felt bad, and it was only 5g!)
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