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the_merriest) wrote2010-10-01 10:23 pm
the_merriest) wrote2010-10-01 10:23 pm
MHA #1, Aka Reno _And_ Rikku-Land, Friday Evening
Reno had assured her that she didn't need to clean for Rude, that Rude was used to his messes, but Rikku liked cleaning. She hadn't seen Rude in ages! This was going to be fun!
The place was decidedly cozier than Rude would probably be expecting. What with all the cheery decor and the orange fluffy bathmat. There weren't even any empty beer bottles or porno mags on the coffee table.
Just an Al Bhed girl, puttering around while Reno ran out for more supplies. Which she hoped didn't mean more beer and pornos. But, well. It was Reno.
(This will be the site of an unholy sort of Turks Reunion, featuring several versions of some of the people involved, no less. But the very first thread is for Tseng alone, please, even though it's Rude she's expecting.)
The place was decidedly cozier than Rude would probably be expecting. What with all the cheery decor and the orange fluffy bathmat. There weren't even any empty beer bottles or porno mags on the coffee table.
Just an Al Bhed girl, puttering around while Reno ran out for more supplies. Which she hoped didn't mean more beer and pornos. But, well. It was Reno.
(This will be the site of an unholy sort of Turks Reunion, featuring several versions of some of the people involved, no less. But the very first thread is for Tseng alone, please, even though it's Rude she's expecting.)
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"Fandom the shit," he explained.
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Naturally, Reno swooned. Rude had such gorgeous eyes."Daaamn. I love this friggin' island," Reno whistled, shooting a grin Rude's way.
All other individuals in the room were going to be temporarily very thoroughly ignored while Reno stashed the magazines in a nearby closet, the bag full of groceries next to the kitchen doorway, and then made his way over to clap his partner on the back.
"How you been, Rude?"
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Rude wasn't going to SAY any more than that, but what he MEANT was, "I'm lonely and I miss you. When are you coming home?"
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"Shitty deal, man."
Which of course, in the special language adapted between Reno and Rude that no other living beings could interpret, meant, "I miss you too, and I wanna go home, but Tseng's a douche and there's important shit going down here. Never leave me?"
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He wasn't going anywhere. And there wasn't much point to continuing the discussion, seeing as how Tseng wasn't about to stop being a douche.
"So, what's on tap?"
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... No, he wouldn't serve that rotten paint-thinner shit to a Malboro for fear of what it might to do the thing's health.
"I got a couple beers in the fridge, man. American booze ain't got nothin' on the stuff they serve in Wutai, but at least it's wet. Grabbed some rum an' vodka in town too, for the occasion."
What did it say that Reno actually had to go into town in order to be able to have alcohol beyond a few beers on hand?
... Besides that he spent a lot of time in the bar, instead.
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And, really, Rude liked that kind of party. But everything in moderation, and if there really wasn't any hard stuff at home? He raised an eyebrow at Reno and gave him half a smile.
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Reno knew this shit, okay.
"Sounds like a bit of a warm-up for a real party," Reno corrected, grinning right on back. "I'm sure you know the type, zoto."