Not even so much as a satisfactory reaction. As much as a sluice of open words military personnel opinion tended to be, something or another from this skin had gotten under the former generals skin. "Aw, come on." Reno worked through his shirt, buttoning up the little round things that had escaped from their clasps, "Can’t sober up just to do it. Gotta have a reason." Besides, the Turk was officially curious now. That was something he that he couldn’t easily just let walk out.
Not about the relationship between Sephiroth and the "dangerous" man, per say, but other personal questions that were prodding his mind. They had nothing to do with any past experience between the two of them--but something more.. interesting! Taking a few choice steps to the other two, Reno looked the two over. Didn’t look particularly dangerous. With one hand on his chin accenting the curiosity, the redhead held up two fingers, "I wanna see if he can tell me how many fingers I’m holding up." It was said in the manner that he was expecting deafness to be part of the package.
Riku turned slowly to face the as yet-unnamed man. If his eyes had been visible they would have been flashing with anger, but as it was, the only outward evidence of his reaction was in a tightening of the jaw. He stepped in front of Naminé.
"It won't matter," he told the man in a low, even voice, "When I slice your hand off at the wrist."
The moment the redhead had stepped out and did that act of stupidity, Naminé immediately feared for the tense "peace" of the area. And sure enough, Riku had stepped in front of her, cooly threatening the man to stop it.
She said nothing at first, but looked around uncomfortably. Did this happen all the time?
"Riku, let's just go..." She mumbled to him, not wanting them to get in a fight. Not like Riku seemed to be the brawling type to her, but things could get ugly fast if they just stayed here.
Sephiroth didn't like Reno much, and never had. The man was unkempt even by civilian standards, prone to blatant defiance of protocol, given to indulging his vices often and in quantity, had all the common sense of a fencepost, and yet he never seemed to get his comeuppance. Being around him was frustrating in that, bluntly put, it was like waiting for the karmic bitchslap that never came but was richly deserved.
But the man was a competent fighter, if nothing else, and someone he knew from his homeworld, and as such he couldn't quite sit back and let Riku start lopping his appendages off, no matter how much Reno might have earned it.
Several long strides put him beside Reno and in range for another, harder cuff to the back of the head. Then, turning his attention to Riku and his girl friend - he could have whatever suspicions he liked about the man, but Riku wasn't the one at fault here and he knew it - he spoke, in the same stiff formality as he'd used with that blond military brat. "I apologize on behalf of my companion, Riku, miss. Mental retardation is his best and only excuse for such incredibly stupid behavior." The glare he gave Reno as he spoke those words suggested that they'd be having a frank discussion of views in very short order, at least once Riku and the girl were out of earshot.
A few knocks in the head wasn’t helping any mental capacity he may or may not have had at the moment. "Yep." What? He wasn’t going to argue the fact that at sometimes, yes, he had a little problem with the logic in things. Maybe that was somewhat a result of mental retardation-alas Reno would just excuse it on some other unrelated factor, such as the fact he was left handed therefor used a different part of his brain that reasoned things out differently. Right handed people and their issues. Yes, that’s how he chose to resolve it. The man shrugged, letting down his hand as if curiosity about the matter answered to his satisfaction. "Two. The answer was two." Reno couldn’t help but pout slightly at not even getting an answer to the question [even if no answer was as good as an answer].
Yeah, he got the point, Sephiroth wanted him to be a good little stand-offish drone that had impeccable manners. ..Manners. Manners took so much effort. At least he was being somewhat decent. Reno leered, "Now, now. Quit your temper, kid. Be decent around the lady." That statement was not incriminating. Reno was being decent-really!
Not about the relationship between Sephiroth and the "dangerous" man, per say, but other personal questions that were prodding his mind. They had nothing to do with any past experience between the two of them--but something more.. interesting! Taking a few choice steps to the other two, Reno looked the two over. Didn’t look particularly dangerous. With one hand on his chin accenting the curiosity, the redhead held up two fingers, "I wanna see if he can tell me how many fingers I’m holding up." It was said in the manner that he was expecting deafness to be part of the package.
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Riku turned slowly to face the as yet-unnamed man. If his eyes had been visible they would have been flashing with anger, but as it was, the only outward evidence of his reaction was in a tightening of the jaw. He stepped in front of Naminé.
"It won't matter," he told the man in a low, even voice, "When I slice your hand off at the wrist."
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She said nothing at first, but looked around uncomfortably. Did this happen all the time?
"Riku, let's just go..." She mumbled to him, not wanting them to get in a fight. Not like Riku seemed to be the brawling type to her, but things could get ugly fast if they just stayed here.
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Sephiroth didn't like Reno much, and never had. The man was unkempt even by civilian standards, prone to blatant defiance of protocol, given to indulging his vices often and in quantity, had all the common sense of a fencepost, and yet he never seemed to get his comeuppance. Being around him was frustrating in that, bluntly put, it was like waiting for the karmic bitchslap that never came but was richly deserved.
But the man was a competent fighter, if nothing else, and someone he knew from his homeworld, and as such he couldn't quite sit back and let Riku start lopping his appendages off, no matter how much Reno might have earned it.
Several long strides put him beside Reno and in range for another, harder cuff to the back of the head. Then, turning his attention to Riku and his girl friend - he could have whatever suspicions he liked about the man, but Riku wasn't the one at fault here and he knew it - he spoke, in the same stiff formality as he'd used with that blond military brat. "I apologize on behalf of my companion, Riku, miss. Mental retardation is his best and only excuse for such incredibly stupid behavior." The glare he gave Reno as he spoke those words suggested that they'd be having a frank discussion of views in very short order, at least once Riku and the girl were out of earshot.
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Yeah, he got the point, Sephiroth wanted him to be a good little stand-offish drone that had impeccable manners. ..Manners. Manners took so much effort. At least he was being somewhat decent. Reno leered, "Now, now. Quit your temper, kid. Be decent around the lady." That statement was not incriminating. Reno was being decent-really!
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