Feb 03, 2006 03:51
Guess that meeting was pretty much over with. Since the guy seemed off in a hurry, suppose that he had gotten in the guys way enough for the day. Reno stuck his left hand in his pocket and made his way out of the district. Again, left on his own, to his own devices. This routine was getting rather sickening. "Nghh.." The redhead grumbled.
Owning his own bar wasn’t going to make up for the fact that Traverse Town was the biggest hole in the ground since Hollow Bastion got plundered by heartless.
Well, Traverse Town had been a hoot, for sure. The redhead had gained one self-owned bar, a couple slaps from platinum pains, and one large feeling of Deja-vu from that guy in a cape. Overall, surely, he would love the thought of not showing up in this place again for a very lengthy period of time. Maybe it was a time for.. "A vacation." A smirk crossed Reno’s face broadly at the mere thought of this idea. Turk brand vacation, taken at the drop of a hat. That was something he hadn’t had in a great deal of time. "I like the sound of that."
By pure habit, a cigarette was placed at the corner of his mouth. Wherever this stowaway journey took him would probably be better than Traverse Town.
For Sure.
reno