Date: 2008-07-24 05:10 am (UTC)
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Reno managed, somehow, to go even more quiet than he had been a moment before.

...

Okay. He had to respond to that, somehow. Apparently, responding to it required being a little more... roundabout.

"Couple years back. When I... did bad shit." She knew what bad shit it was that he was referring to, he was sure. "I kinda jumped. No point waitin' for rescue. Everybody was freakin' dead anyhow except Tseng and Rude. You don't move on after that kinda shit. There was the pillar, there was the edge, hundred meters down at least. Run, jump, the end. Got caught, sure. But... You kinda never stop jumpin', after that sorta thing." Deep breath. Just breathing. That was important. "Jumpin', drinkin', smokin', holdin' your breath. Wasn't nothin' before that. After it, there was just... less."

Reno lifted his shoulders a little and loosened his grip on Rikku. He'd totally understand if she wanted to let go, at that point. Talking about the plate wasn't really happy conversation. "Everything went to hell, and it was booze and smokes and sex and violence. It's... different now. Got somethin' to look forward to when I wake up. Easier to breathe."
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