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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[ponytailedturk]

"Fitting, I suppose," Tseng noted, dryly. Really. The same man. In identical suites. "Next year, provided Rosalind is still a student here, I imagine I'll have to invest in one of the suites, in order to save further confusion."

Stick that in your cookie and eat it, old man.

[turk_mailman]

Well. Tseng was now going to find himself scraping together gil and pulling late-night monster hunts in order to scrounge up enough money to be able to afford one of the specialty suites. Perhaps the Champagne Suite. Or the Presidential.

Because he really, really wasn't in the mood for that particular sort of cookie.

"I imagine you might," he agreed. Idly. So very idly. "Should it prove to be within your budget."

Because he was one to talk.