MHA #1, Late-ish Sunday Night

[the_merriest]

MHA #1 looked a bit like a crime scene. One that had been hit by a tornado.

At the eye of the storm -- at the very still center of the overturned furniture and piles of strewn-about clothing and whipped-cream and chocolate-syrup stains -- were two figures, lying on the floor.

Neither of whom could move.

"Okay," Rikku managed, very, very weakly. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I don't think I want any more sex."

She was starting to chafe.

(for her Turk. other people can call if they want, but please do not come visit, as they are unable to get the door.)

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[raspberryturk]

Reno pursed his lips a little in the direction of the ceiling.

He bet Rude could probably get his hands on some Leviathan materia if Reno could get as far as his phone, and make an emergency call, and maybe bribe him with... with something... good.

Normally, he'd tease Rude that he was going to bribe him with hookers or blow jobs or something, but even thinking about those things made things that already hurt, hurt just a little more.

"I'll try an' get Rude to send me the materia," he decided, after a moment. He'd figure out what the hell to bribe him with later. "... Tomorrow."

This 'tomorrow' thing was going to be a trend.

[the_merriest]

Rikku flopped back onto the ground with a melodramatic sigh.

"I thought you had it," she said. "Tomorrow doesn't count."

There was no way they could leave the place looking like this overnight. Maybe they could soak the pets in Windex and let them run free!

[raspberryturk]

Oh. Well. In that case...

"... Turk Light?"

Yes. Reno could burn the apartment down. That would solve the whipped cream issue in a pinch.

[the_merriest]

There were a few seconds of complete silence.

"Wouldn't we have to move out of the way?"

And they'd probably get evicted. That, too. But Rikku had priorities, right now.

[raspberryturk]

Reno considered that for a moment, too. Damn, this was tough.

"Depends what armor we got on," he decided.

She had fire-eater on hers, right? And he... Well. He'd have a pretty shitty day, since his was all lightning, all the time.

[the_merriest]

Rikku was squinting at the ceiling, trying to think.

"I don't think we have any status ailments," she said. She could think of a few useful mixes, if they did, but ...

"I think we're ... gonna have to actually get up and fix this."

Er.

"Tomorrow."

[raspberryturk]

"Tomorrow," Reno agreed, half sitting up, realizing that this was a serious lapse in judgment, and then falling backwards again. "Definitely tomorrow, zoto."

[the_merriest]

Okay, good. She was just going to ... lie here. In the meantime. And not move again, ever.

".... It was awesome, though."

Seriously. Totally worth it.