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On Thursday, Rikku had left Reno a chirpy, conversational sort of voicemail. He should call her back whenever he wasn't busy, byeeee!
By Saturday, the message was different. It said that he should call her back ASAP, even if he was busy, because otherwise she was going to worry that something big was up.
The one left on Sunday said that she was going to assume the island was under attack, and he had until dawn on Monday to tell her it wasn't or she was going to suit up and come find him.
And now? That would be Reno's phone ringing. It wasn't really dawn yet but Rikku wasn't good with waiting.
(she's calling her Turk, so, just for him!)
By Saturday, the message was different. It said that he should call her back ASAP, even if he was busy, because otherwise she was going to worry that something big was up.
The one left on Sunday said that she was going to assume the island was under attack, and he had until dawn on Monday to tell her it wasn't or she was going to suit up and come find him.
And now? That would be Reno's phone ringing. It wasn't really dawn yet but Rikku wasn't good with waiting.
(she's calling her Turk, so, just for him!)
