The Seventh Heaven Bar, Edge, Wednesday Night

Feb 10, 2010 19:17

Admittedly, a Wednesday night was a pretty shitty night to go to any bar that didn't actually have something going on. And, in a place like Edge, it wasn't just Wednesday nights that were like that, even at the most popular stop for alcoholic swill in town. It wasn't as though people were going to get together and sing karaoke. Name that tune was ( Read more... )

people: arthur, people: ino, places: edge, people: romeo, people: elena

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findingelena February 10 2010, 23:30:24 UTC
And that was Reno's phone, ringing. From a bored rookie who was sick of staring at paperwork for one night.

Although, she had to admit, his handwriting was much better. Amazing what a little lesbian porn could do.

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raspberryturk February 10 2010, 23:35:41 UTC
Lesbian porn worked miracles, didn't it?

"Yo," Reno carolled as he answered the phone. Barrett had just folded his hand, and Cid had decided that he was going to need a break in order to go take a piss. The Rookie's phone call had come at a good time. "How's my favorite supplier of smutty videos of naked chicks rubbin' their tits on one another tonight?"

Tifa was going to give Reno one of those looks from across the bar that was intended to remind him to not crow about lesbian pornography too loudly while Marlene was still helping her run drinks around to the patrons.

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findingelena February 10 2010, 23:40:35 UTC
"Your favorite?" Elena laughed. "I'm flattered. I figured you have a web of hot girls that all send you pornography."

Sure, he could order it, but maybe having hot girls actually mail it to him was an added thrill. Also, you know, she was paying for it, so.

"You know, reports go so much faster when you use actual words, and not just scrawls and dashes? It's unreal."

Not that she'd increased her weekly turnout any. Tseng would have gotten suspicious, and besides, she liked her free time.

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raspberryturk February 10 2010, 23:44:16 UTC
"For lesbian porn an' booze that ain't made outta potatoes an' rotten carrots, I'll even use punctuation," Reno offered, grinning into the phone.

Really, money wasn't an issue so long as there were monster runs to be made and he was working under Tseng and kicking ass at poker at the bar on a semi-regular basis. But importing decent porn and booze from another universe was so much more awesome when it was on the Rookie's gil, wasn't it?

"You gotta work your way up to paragraph breaks, though."

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findingelena February 10 2010, 23:50:55 UTC
"I'm not really sure how to upgrade from that," Elena admitted with a laugh. "Hookers? Maybe I draw smiley faces on my tits and take pictures."

Okay, so she was bored.

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raspberryturk February 10 2010, 23:52:50 UTC
"Don't give me ideas," Reno replied, smirking and kicking his feet up onto the table as he leaned back into his chair. "I might take up photography, yo. What do you think? Should I go into the postcard business?"

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findingelena February 11 2010, 00:04:01 UTC
"You could call it 'Faces of Tseng,'" Elena giggled. "Your first masterpiece, I mean. Just a huge mosaic of Tseng giving you the deathglare, over and over again. And then right in the middle, a random picture of your ballsack."

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raspberryturk February 11 2010, 00:06:31 UTC
And right there? Right in the middle of the bar? That was where a slightly inebriated Reno was going to leap from his seat to his feet, startling the shit out of Barrett.

And then he was going to yell.

"Inspiration!"

The world as they knew it was probably pretty much doomed, now.

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findingelena February 11 2010, 00:14:58 UTC
Look upon thy work, ye Rookie, and despair!

"Not together," she insisted. With little hope of salvaging this. At all. "It loses something if you're trying to put your ballsack on Tseng."

Also, Tseng carried a gun.

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raspberryturk February 11 2010, 00:26:12 UTC
"Been there, done that anyhow," Reno snorted.

Look, it had been a wild night. There had been drinking. Teabagging had seemed like a funny idea at the time.

He sat down again. Barrett shifted his weight and pretended that he hadn't been surprised at all, thank you very much.

"Nah, my inspiration is better."

Be afraid, Elena. Be very afraid.

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findingelena February 11 2010, 00:29:18 UTC
It was nothing short of amazing that Reno still had all his limbs.

"You're on your own, for this one," she said. "You drag me into it when Tseng tries to set you on fire, and there won't be any more porn."

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raspberryturk February 11 2010, 00:31:10 UTC
"It'll be a modern art piece," Reno insisted. "I'll call it... Crazy Fuckin' Turk With Blowtorch."

No, he wouldn't. Because it wouldn't happen. Probably.

He hoped.

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findingelena February 11 2010, 00:45:15 UTC
"If you let Tseng have a blowtorch anywhere near you, then you're just asking for permanent scarring," Elena said easily. "Besides, I thought we learned a valuable lesson about never, ever listening to you when you get drunken ideas."

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raspberryturk February 11 2010, 00:49:06 UTC
"Aw, you ain't complainin' about Fandom, are you? If you called me to bitch about class, Rookie, I'm gonna laugh at you."

What? He was allowed!

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findingelena February 11 2010, 01:03:21 UTC
"Class is fine," Elena said, rolling her eyes. "Everything's fine. Nothing's great, and everything's fine. I'm just restless. Have you talked to he boss about Junon?"

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raspberryturk February 11 2010, 01:07:01 UTC
"I'm... waitin' for the right moment," Reno replied. With a sigh, yes. "He's been pissy about a lotta shit lately, zoto. Somethin' like this, I don't wanna fuck up before he even considers it, you know?"

Yes, even Reno had thoughtful moments.

Occasionally.

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