the_merriest: (uhhhhh...)
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So Reno had humiliated himself fabulously and now Rikku and Reno were off for some good-old fashioned dirty time, involving that abandoned shack out in the woods. They'd made it there once and then completely screwed up having dirty time. But this time? They were totally going to the abandoned shack, and there was going to be dirty time.

No, really. The abandoned shack, out in the woods. She knew the way. They'd already been here once. They --

"How did we get lost!?"

(for the reno, who was modded with permission. this post is not going to be NWS, even if by some miracle they find the shack.)

Date: 2008-08-11 08:46 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Headtilt)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"Is it just me, or is Fandom just freakin' out to get us?" Reno looked around, raising an eyebrow at the surroundings.

Yep, plenty of 'in the woods,' not so much 'abandoned shack' to go with them.

"Guess we keep wandering. Can't be too hard to get to from here, or nothin'."

... Right?

Date: 2008-08-11 09:28 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Sly Glance)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"Plenty of trees," Reno agreed, smirking. Hey. Treesex was just as hot as wallsex. They'd make it work.

While they walked, Reno decided to make small talk. Because he'd been too silent for too much of the day. He had to fill the dead air.

"Remind me never to go within ten meters of a tutu again, okay?"

Date: 2008-08-11 09:42 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Just talkin)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"Wasn't blackmail," Reno replied smoothly. "Was more of a dare, thing. He's gotta pretend at some point that he's been gremlin-bit, because of somethin' that happened in Destiny class while Ghanima was out, zoto."

Leave it to Reno to not back down on something that could very well be a dare.

Date: 2008-08-11 09:46 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Cocky)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"See me bein' an idiot, or as a chocobo?" This was important to clarify. Because they had, in fact, seen him as a chocobo. And also, had put him into women's jewelry.

Ugh.

"Romeo saw me. I dunno if Doji's gonna remember, though. Seein' as she's a rabbit and all. How long's she been like that?"

Date: 2008-08-11 10:01 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Sly Glance)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Reno blinked. And... Reno nearly laughed.

"Rikku, I'm not gonna blame you of bein' some kinda voyeur or whatever. Don't worry about it, if they're not freakin' out at you."

Well. Doji was a bunny. She wouldn't be freaking out for a while anyhow. Clearly.

Date: 2008-08-11 10:19 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Headtilt)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"Okay. So, uh. An oops and apology when Doji ain't a bunny is in order. It really ain't a huge deal, I'm thinkin'."

Says the guy whose credibility is in question since dressing in a tutu.

"Ain't like you broke Doji. What were you checkin' on 'em for?"

Reno had heard Radio a few nights back. Reno had a few guesses, really.

Date: 2008-08-11 10:28 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Sideways Glance)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Yep. Radio hadn't lied to him, after all.

"I don't think her bein' a bunny is your fault, Rikku." It was important to get that out of the way, up front. "The island is just weird."

Case in point, they'd walked by that same damn tree about seven times now, he was sure. Because he'd kicked it a few times on their fourth pass-by and now there was bark missing from the lower trunk.

Weird.

"How was she supposed to take it? I mean, why would Romeo go and do somethin' like that, anyhow?"

Date: 2008-08-11 10:38 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Headtilt)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Reno nodded, scrounging in his pockets. His phone had a map-thing going on, there. If nothing else, it might be able to point them in a different direction. Variety while lost was nice, at the very least.

"Well, yeah. That's Romeo, though. Bein' all romantic. I'm just wonderin' what he was tryin' to accomplish with that. 'You had a shitty day, let's get married,' just don't seem like the best way to help Doji outta a mood."

Really, what Rikku had walked in on, that seemed like the more sensible way to do it.

Date: 2008-08-11 10:43 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (And?)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Reno was going to stare back. Confused. A lot.

"Romeo wanted her to marry him to... keep her away from her old man?" Or something? "How does that work?"

Date: 2008-08-11 10:58 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (So.)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
He was the city boy. But he was also a Turk. Either way, he handed over the phone, sure.

"I kinda get the feeling that maybe if Doji's dad wants his hands on her bad enough, he's the kinda guy who might not care to pay attention to the law or whatever so much, zoto. I don't think marryin' each other would make much of a difference."

Which was subtle Reno-talk for, 'somebody's gonna get hurt real bad. Really.'

Date: 2008-08-11 11:04 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Kinda casual convo)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"Pieces of paper don't stop bullets," Reno said, bluntly, as he watched her beat up on his phone. The poor thing really hadn't done anything to offend, so far as he knew. "Uh. Maybe take it easy on that?"

Date: 2008-08-11 11:11 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Wait wut?)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Oh. This was going well, already.

Reno pocketed his phone and jogged along after her.

"What's the big deal, here? I'm just sayin', I really don't see what kinda difference it would make if they went and got married. I never saw the forces of law and marriage pair off to save the universe before, or nothin'."

Date: 2008-08-11 11:19 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Hmm.)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Reno predicted a headache coming on.

"Oh, we're talkin' about us, here. Good to know." He shoved his hands into his pockets and scowled as he continued stalking after her. There was no sense being lost, miserable, and alone in the woods, really. "What, you figure because I ain't got down on one fuckin' knee already, I ain't there for you? I love you less because I haven't proposed or somethin'?"

Date: 2008-08-11 11:36 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Serious)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Reno stopped in his tracks when she turned around, raising an eyebrow, hands still jammed into his pockets.

Wow, did that ever sound to Reno like one big damn accusation. And it managed to sting like hell and confuse the shit out of him all at the same time.

He wasn't sure if he was supposed to take it as 'we both know you don't have the balls,' or if it was more of an agreement with what he just said.

He really didn't love her less. He reminded himself of that before he shook his head and opened his mouth to reply.

"Right," he stated. "We both know I ain't never gonna marry. Why would I?"

That came out sounding more bitter than he intended. Today had been... just that sort of day.

Date: 2008-08-11 11:55 pm (UTC)
raspberryturk: (So.)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Reno's eyebrow furrowed and he set off at a brisk walk after her. Damn it, that wasn't exactly the reaction that he'd been expecting.

Way to fuck it all up again, Reno. All it ever takes is a few wrong words, and off she goes, and it's your fault again. Killer, dirty fuck with the bloody hands, and he can't even talk about his best friend on the island making a proposal without somehow managing to convince Rikku that the best way to head when around him was always the other way.

"Rikku, slow down, would you?" He pressed onward through the trees, ignoring the rock that he'd tripped on twice before, managing to avoid it this time. Lucky him. "Rikku? Can we just stop and talk?"

...

Please?

Date: 2008-08-12 12:06 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Looking Up)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
It was getting cold out, again. But the cold wasn't in the air tonight, at all.

She probably wouldn't want his jacket, if he offered it to her.

"Please, Rikku, don't-" Don't what? He could run after her and catch her, no problem. Hell, he could stop and wait. She'd come around again. But this wasn't the time to let her go. Not lost. You stop following people who are lost, and then you never see them again, and you wonder years down the road if maybe they're alive somewhere, or if anyone ever found the body to bury it-

He kept her in his sight as he followed behind her. Losing her and bound and determined not to lose her, too.

"Wait up?"

Date: 2008-08-12 12:19 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Looking downward)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"I dunno, I kinda beg to differ." Fine. She wasn't going to stop, then he was going to run and catch up. Again. "We were talkin' about Romeo and Doji, and it became about you and me, and you said I probably wasn't gonna marry, and ... What? What about that's got you walkin' away from me again?"

He didn't mean to put as much emphasis into again as he had, either.

But.

Date: 2008-08-12 12:36 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Back2)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
He caught up, pulled one hand from his pocket to rest against a tree while he made the motions of catching his breath.

And he shook his head. He didn't dare close his eyes. If he blinked, she'd be gone again.

"I don't get it," he said. Because the silence was deafening and he had to break it with something. "You got my loyalty and my love and I gave you my name, my own boss don't even know if I'm more yours or a Turk. And then we get into talkin' about someone else's proposal, and it ain't enough all over again."

Okay. Now he had to shut his eyes.

"I don't know what you want, yoto."

Date: 2008-08-12 12:50 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Back)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Pretend.

Pretend, like nothing ever meant anything. Because that's what all of this has been. Right. Some kind of make-believe game. Pretend. Like what normal kids did when they lived normal fucking lives and didn't have to worry about eating or not.

He'd become spoiled by Fandom and turned into some kind of normal kid and now Rikku was accusing him of just... playing.

Good. Good to know.

"Tseng told me to pack my bags, a while back. Told me I was goin' back to Edge. That bein' here was stupid." Just fucking pretending. Yeah. "I asked him which fuckin' army was gonna drag me away."

Date: 2008-08-12 01:05 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Looking downward)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Reno couldn't answer. He couldn't. Because he could hear that glimmer of hope in her voice and he was going to have to open his mouth and tell her that nothing could be farther from the truth, and he'd break her. And breaking her would break him. And this was why Reno wasn't allowed to have anything worth keeping.

Ever.

He chewed on his lip for a moment. Words. Words.

He wasn't allowed to have words, either. So he just tightened his fist against the tree trunk and tried like hell not to shake.

"It never works that way."

No, Reno. No words. Take them back.

Turk.

Date: 2008-08-12 01:19 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Looking Up)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"One thing sayin' no when Tseng's bein' an ass outta spite. Another thing to say no when they need me. I can't. That's not what Turks are."

Tseng would come after Rikku with a gun. Clean shot. Between the eyes.

You can't say no to being a Turk.

Date: 2008-08-12 01:38 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Looking Up)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"This ain't what it sounds like, Rikku."

It so, so wasn't.

"I'm not... not choosin' nothin' over anything. I don't have the choice."

Date: 2008-08-12 01:52 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (So.)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"No, that's not-" This wasn't working. Reno was failing at words. Badly. Again. Always. "Rikku, I don't get the choice when they need me back. Tseng'll drag me back himself if he has to."

Turk. For life. Or for the opposite. Either way.

Date: 2008-08-12 02:01 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Facepalmy as he is gonna get)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Reno wanted to argue that point. He really, really did.

But the fight in him was leaving and he was just left with sting and cold.

"You deserve better," he agreed.

What was he?

Dirty. Right back to the blood and the dirt he was going to go, and she believed that she was just a stopover on the way. Dirty.

She said it herself. She deserved better. How could he argue that?

Date: 2008-08-12 02:29 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Turning Away)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
He didn't follow.

Not this time.

Because when it came down to comparing between what she deserved, what she wanted, and what he had to offer...

"I'd give myself to you just like that," he mumbled, pressing his forehead against the tree and not daring to speak loudly enough that she might hear, "if I was my own man to give."

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