Room 429, Friday Evening
Reno had a new laptop.
Reno owed Rude about a million for sending him said laptop. And for covering his behind so far as questions from the boss went. And probably for a million other things including but not limited to drunken escapades at the Gold Saucer, but foremost in his mind were those first two. He'd give his partner a call tomorrow to thank him.
Tonight, he had to crack down and attempt to write that report that was now ridiculously, insanely overdue.
He'd already managed to crank out a detailed (if not grammatically correct) write-up about the angels, and whether Tseng liked it or not, that was going to be the bulk of Reno's report. They'd freaked the Turk out enough that he wasn't taking any risks leaving out information regarding them, just in case they had cousins somewhere that might someday wander to Gaia.
Ugh. Work.
[Mostly establishy, and the door's closed, but the post is open if you need him, yo.]
Reno owed Rude about a million for sending him said laptop. And for covering his behind so far as questions from the boss went. And probably for a million other things including but not limited to drunken escapades at the Gold Saucer, but foremost in his mind were those first two. He'd give his partner a call tomorrow to thank him.
Tonight, he had to crack down and attempt to write that report that was now ridiculously, insanely overdue.
He'd already managed to crank out a detailed (if not grammatically correct) write-up about the angels, and whether Tseng liked it or not, that was going to be the bulk of Reno's report. They'd freaked the Turk out enough that he wasn't taking any risks leaving out information regarding them, just in case they had cousins somewhere that might someday wander to Gaia.
Ugh. Work.
[Mostly establishy, and the door's closed, but the post is open if you need him, yo.]