Back to Room 308 - The Wee Hours, Monday Night

[the_merriest]

Hey, 308. She was home again.

Mel wasn't dead. Rikku was very glad Mel wasn't dead, since Mel being dead would be bad.

Her room was empty. That was because Hermione left. And her arm was naked, because she'd put her Godhand back in the weapons locker. Should've cleaned it. Didn't.

Petey was twining around her feet. Okay. Hi, Petey.

Rikku picked up her phone and dialed Reno's number. No answer. She was pretty sure she left a message. Good.

Shower. She was gonna shower. She needed one.

(for one. follows this.)

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[raspberryturk]

Reno might not have received Rikku's message right away, but the moment he had gotten it- well.

He wasn't called 'The Fastest Turk' for nothing.

But when he had gotten there? And knocked? And knocked some more?

Well, it was apparent that nobody was home. She had said that she needed to shower.

So he was going to just invite himself in. Because running all the way from Greece and then up the stairs on top of that meant that he was beat enough to not want to tackle one more flight of steps. Besides, lockpicking was easy.

"Yo, Petey. Mind if I make myself at home? Figured you wouldn't. You're a good stupid cat, zoto."