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It felt weird using a key, because she'd been gone for like a month or so (... she thought? Really, she'd lost track, oops) and that seemed rude to just burst in? But it also seemed weird to knock at a place where you lived since you lived there.
She settled for using the key but jingling it really loudly, like, thumping it around in the lock a whole lot. As if she was the least efficient burglar ever. Except burglars didn't use keys. So the least efficient burglar that had a lockpick that resembled a key ever.
(just for the turk, zoto! i am feeling somewhat better, and so miss rikku is back :) )
She settled for using the key but jingling it really loudly, like, thumping it around in the lock a whole lot. As if she was the least efficient burglar ever. Except burglars didn't use keys. So the least efficient burglar that had a lockpick that resembled a key ever.
(just for the turk, zoto! i am feeling somewhat better, and so miss rikku is back :) )
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Date: 2011-07-01 01:10 am (UTC)Dumbfuck Duck. Had a nice sort of ring to it, here.
"Thanks, babe," Reno sighed, grabbing one of Bob's wings, tolerating some more angry mallard quacking, and eventually wrestling the bird to a slightly more secure position under one armpit. "Here, you hold him."
Reno still wasn't entirely certain why he let the wild damn duck live in his apartment, here.
Or why he continued to feed it.
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Date: 2011-07-01 01:18 am (UTC)"Sorry, sorry," she said, sheepishly. She popped Mako onto the coffee table with a quick kiss on his head, as if to say "no hard feelings," and was by Reno's side a split second later, trying to negotiate the transfer of duck holdings. "C'mon, Bob, stop being such a crankybutt."
That might be a good name for him. Crankybutt.
"No nippings," she scolded, gently. "Are you hurt? I shouldn't have laughed, you just looked --"
She bit her lip. Because she had just thought of something really important, and not to keep herself from giggling again.
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Date: 2011-07-01 01:22 am (UTC)All-in-all, Reno was generally fairly easygoing about moments where he managed to make himself look like a complete and total ass.
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Date: 2011-07-01 02:06 am (UTC)Okay, ideally there wouldn't be so much muffled quacking involved, but it was close.
"I think you could totally take the duck," she said, loyally. "Sorry that turned into such a mess. It was boring, and then there were monsters, so that bit was fun, and I totally tried to get you in on the monster bits but that's when the uplink died."
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Date: 2011-07-01 02:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-01 02:33 am (UTC)Oh, look, Rikku could still talk the paint off a wall. That was good.
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Date: 2011-07-01 02:37 am (UTC)"Nothin' much happened at all," Reno replied with a shrug. "School's out for a few more days, I'm teachin' another class next semester, rookies show up on the island in two more days, an' none of the pets ate one another while you were away, yo."
That about summed it up, right there.
"There were robot spiders an' shit, and the island's moved to this place that don't believe in shirts," at least he wasn't denying that he looked? Reno had eyes, here. "An' that's about that. The hell does Brother figure he's gonna do with an airship, anyhow?"
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Date: 2011-07-01 11:35 pm (UTC)You know, one of these days, maybe they should take Bob back to the pond and see if he actually wanted to be free or not. Maybe he was secretly pining for his home and all the flamingos. Plus, less feathers.
"So there are pretty naked people?" Rikku asked, perking up. "Can we go look at the pretty naked people? I'm surprised you're not sunburned, yoto. And Brother thinks he would go around sphere-hunting. What he would really do is crash, probably."
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Date: 2011-07-02 08:38 pm (UTC)