{if Tifa's heart wasn't in her throat, she'd give a sigh of relief at Aerith's declaration. 'Almost there' has never sounded so sweet. Twisting to look ahead instead of at the flashing lights behind she spots the gate. The very solid looking, closed gate. And it's not as if they're going to have time to stop the truck and get out to beat people up and then open it manually. Even if the soldiers do have a habit of only coming at them in twos and threes there are still just far too many of them.
Okay. Time to do this the Barret way.
Channeling the materia in her gloves she leans out the window, praying the door holds and doesn't dump her onto the street and she hits the metal with the most powerful Ice spell she can hit it with. Concentrating, she hits it again with the same, hoping her hair brained idea works or they're going to be pancakes or watching the inside of a Shinra prison truck. So close she can see the wide eyes on the guards leaping out of the way and she nails the hopefully brittle metal with the heaviest Lightning spell she's got in her. The resulting clap of sound and blast of light have her squinting her eyes down almost completely in response, hoping for AVALANCHE luck and freedom.}
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Okay. Time to do this the Barret way.
Channeling the materia in her gloves she leans out the window, praying the door holds and doesn't dump her onto the street and she hits the metal with the most powerful Ice spell she can hit it with. Concentrating, she hits it again with the same, hoping her hair brained idea works or they're going to be pancakes or watching the inside of a Shinra prison truck. So close she can see the wide eyes on the guards leaping out of the way and she nails the hopefully brittle metal with the heaviest Lightning spell she's got in her. The resulting clap of sound and blast of light have her squinting her eyes down almost completely in response, hoping for AVALANCHE luck and freedom.}