MHA #1, Aka Reno _And_ Rikku-Land, Friday Evening

[the_merriest]

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.)

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[findingelena.livejournal.com]

Spoken like a woman who had never woken up with Reno's ballsack on her forehead.

Or had she? Because there was something kind of gross and incestuous about that.

"I think maybe Reno has ... become more Reno with age," she suggested.

Did that mean that Rosalind's Reno didn't take pictures of his dick on the coffeemaker? If so, could she trade?

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

It was more likely that Rosalind considered that so beneath her that she did not bother acknowledging that it happened.

"Time does change things," she said, a bit wryly. With a glance at Elena and Reno's girlfriend.

Which still gave her a bit of a pause.

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I don't get that either," Elena said, shaking her head. "She's nice enough, if a bit ... weird."

Well, she was.

"You know, that's not ... the only thing that's changed," she said. This was really conversational, here. "With us, I mean."

Smooth.