Near the Causeway, Monday Morning
Okay. So it had taken Reno more than ten minutes to pack, this morning. It wasn't entirely his fault that his bottle of whiskey had rolled under his bed. It just meant that instead of meeting Rude at nine, he was meeting him at about twenty after.
Nothing his BFF wasn't used to by now, he was sure.
Rude
(politely_terse)Rude was leaning against the chopper with his arms crossed when Reno arrived. He was either highly amused or else very annoyed. You could tell by the way one eyebrow twitched slightly.
"You're late."
Reno
(raspberryturk)"Always am," Reno replied casually, tossing an item wrapped in paper at Rude as he walked by- one of the roses he snitched from Host Club after the porno-thon. "Always will be. You'll get over it."
Rude
(politely_terse)Rude caught the flower easily. "Says you." He sniffed at the rose and rolled in his fingers thoughtfully. "For me? I'm touched."
Reno
(raspberryturk)"Thought you'd like that," Reno grinned, shifting his bag to his other shoulder as his eyes turned to the helicopter. Damn, he missed the helicopter. "They're freakin' cheap here, man. You can get a dozen for about the same as a bottle of rotgut."
Rude
(politely_terse)"Selling flowers won't make Tseng like you better," Rude commented. Flower girls were just trouble.
Reno
(raspberryturk)"Eh, I'm not half as cute as that Ancient was anyhow," Reno smirked. "Figure I'll just strut around with 'em while we're in Edge. Make like I'm hot shit or somethin."
He was now running his hand over the door of the chopper. Hey, baby. Been a while. Didja' miss me? Daddy missed you so much. Hope you didn't give Rude too much trouble gettin' here. We both know he's not smooth like me.
And so on.
Reno
(raspberryturk)"No sex with the chopper, Hot Shit."
Reno
(raspberryturk)"Pft. Not with you around. She's just not that kinda machinery." Ah, opening the door. Pretty interior. Nice distraction from the fact that he might or might not be coming back. Bleh. "I can fly. You should totally let me fly, yo."
Rude
(politely_terse)Rude shrugged. "This might be your last time seeing this place. I fly, you can... soak in the view."
Reno
(raspberryturk)"It sure is one hell of a view..." Reno climbed into the chopper and took himself a seat. "But don't expect me to get all... whiny an' shit while I'm takin' it in, yo. I'm not the sentimental type. Got booze? I need booze. And I'm comin' back, Tseng just doesn't know it yet."
Reno got talky when he was nervous. Shut up.
Rude
(politely_terse)"Thought you hated it here."
Was that a smirk? It might have been a smirk.
Reno
(raspberryturk)"The place is a real drag, yo," Reno replied, noting the smirk and scowling a bit before rummaging through his bag for the whiskey that he was so late for. "Be nice to get a break from it for a while. Not nearly done gettin' information, though. Lots to do, Rude. Lots to do."
Because, of course, he really wanted to come back for the research.
Rude
(politely_terse)"Because you want to come back for the... research."
Reno
(raspberryturk)"See, that's why they partner us up, Rude. You're so damned observant." Reno was working on opening the bottle, now. Stupid corks. "Tseng can't really think that two months is enough to, like, cure Geostigma or whatever, can he? Lots to look into, yo."
Rude
(politely_terse)"Mmm," Rude agreed. "Like your girlfriend."
Reno
(raspberryturk)"Yeah, like my girlfriend." Give him a moment here. Reno would catch on. "What you mean, girlfriend? Dammit, Rude!"
Rude always knew the best way to make Reno choke on his whiskey.
Rude
(politely_terse)"Your... girlfriend," Rude reiterated. "Rikku. Your reports have been vague regarding her. I'm surprised Tseng isn't... jealous."
Reno
(raspberryturk)Reno stared at Rude, his mouth hanging open for a moment before he got his wits back about him.
"Tseng hasn't, like, figured it out or nothin', you don't think? I mean, I'm doin' my job." He was. He really was. "So it's not like Rikku's why he's pullin' me back, yoto."
...
"Right?"
Rude
(politely_terse)"I suppose he might have figured it out," Rude began. He let the pause hang in the air for just the perfect length of time, a length determined through years of practice, before continuing, "if I had included more information about her in my report on MercCon."
Like the bit where Reno had been swooning over her and then took her up in the chopper. Which, oddly enough, was completely irrelevant to the mission, so it had been left out.
Reno
(raspberryturk)Reno let go of that breath that he hadn't been entirely aware that he was holding. And then he took a swig of whiskey, because-- shit, Rude.
"I owe you one, pal," he decided. "More than one. Like. Like, a million, yo."
Rude
(politely_terse)"Give me a swig," Rude said, nodding at the whiskey. "And I'll call it even."
Reno
(raspberryturk)Reno handed over the bottle without missing a beat. Because, really, Rude was the best partner ever.
[Preplayed with sarcasm_guy, who is awesome like pie. NFI, And everything after Reno gets onto the chopper is NFB for liftoff and distance, thanks! I'm done being made of coding fail now, I think. O_o]
Nothing his BFF wasn't used to by now, he was sure.
Rude
(politely_terse)Rude was leaning against the chopper with his arms crossed when Reno arrived. He was either highly amused or else very annoyed. You could tell by the way one eyebrow twitched slightly.
"You're late."
Reno
(raspberryturk)"Always am," Reno replied casually, tossing an item wrapped in paper at Rude as he walked by- one of the roses he snitched from Host Club after the porno-thon. "Always will be. You'll get over it."
Rude
(politely_terse)Rude caught the flower easily. "Says you." He sniffed at the rose and rolled in his fingers thoughtfully. "For me? I'm touched."
Reno
(raspberryturk)"Thought you'd like that," Reno grinned, shifting his bag to his other shoulder as his eyes turned to the helicopter. Damn, he missed the helicopter. "They're freakin' cheap here, man. You can get a dozen for about the same as a bottle of rotgut."
Rude
(politely_terse)"Selling flowers won't make Tseng like you better," Rude commented. Flower girls were just trouble.
Reno
(raspberryturk)"Eh, I'm not half as cute as that Ancient was anyhow," Reno smirked. "Figure I'll just strut around with 'em while we're in Edge. Make like I'm hot shit or somethin."
He was now running his hand over the door of the chopper. Hey, baby. Been a while. Didja' miss me? Daddy missed you so much. Hope you didn't give Rude too much trouble gettin' here. We both know he's not smooth like me.
And so on.
Reno
(raspberryturk)"No sex with the chopper, Hot Shit."
Reno
(raspberryturk)"Pft. Not with you around. She's just not that kinda machinery." Ah, opening the door. Pretty interior. Nice distraction from the fact that he might or might not be coming back. Bleh. "I can fly. You should totally let me fly, yo."
Rude
(politely_terse)Rude shrugged. "This might be your last time seeing this place. I fly, you can... soak in the view."
Reno
(raspberryturk)"It sure is one hell of a view..." Reno climbed into the chopper and took himself a seat. "But don't expect me to get all... whiny an' shit while I'm takin' it in, yo. I'm not the sentimental type. Got booze? I need booze. And I'm comin' back, Tseng just doesn't know it yet."
Reno got talky when he was nervous. Shut up.
Rude
(politely_terse)"Thought you hated it here."
Was that a smirk? It might have been a smirk.
Reno
(raspberryturk)"The place is a real drag, yo," Reno replied, noting the smirk and scowling a bit before rummaging through his bag for the whiskey that he was so late for. "Be nice to get a break from it for a while. Not nearly done gettin' information, though. Lots to do, Rude. Lots to do."
Because, of course, he really wanted to come back for the research.
Rude
(politely_terse)"Because you want to come back for the... research."
Reno
(raspberryturk)"See, that's why they partner us up, Rude. You're so damned observant." Reno was working on opening the bottle, now. Stupid corks. "Tseng can't really think that two months is enough to, like, cure Geostigma or whatever, can he? Lots to look into, yo."
Rude
(politely_terse)"Mmm," Rude agreed. "Like your girlfriend."
Reno
(raspberryturk)"Yeah, like my girlfriend." Give him a moment here. Reno would catch on. "What you mean, girlfriend? Dammit, Rude!"
Rude always knew the best way to make Reno choke on his whiskey.
Rude
(politely_terse)"Your... girlfriend," Rude reiterated. "Rikku. Your reports have been vague regarding her. I'm surprised Tseng isn't... jealous."
Reno
(raspberryturk)Reno stared at Rude, his mouth hanging open for a moment before he got his wits back about him.
"Tseng hasn't, like, figured it out or nothin', you don't think? I mean, I'm doin' my job." He was. He really was. "So it's not like Rikku's why he's pullin' me back, yoto."
...
"Right?"
Rude
(politely_terse)"I suppose he might have figured it out," Rude began. He let the pause hang in the air for just the perfect length of time, a length determined through years of practice, before continuing, "if I had included more information about her in my report on MercCon."
Like the bit where Reno had been swooning over her and then took her up in the chopper. Which, oddly enough, was completely irrelevant to the mission, so it had been left out.
Reno
(raspberryturk)Reno let go of that breath that he hadn't been entirely aware that he was holding. And then he took a swig of whiskey, because-- shit, Rude.
"I owe you one, pal," he decided. "More than one. Like. Like, a million, yo."
Rude
(politely_terse)"Give me a swig," Rude said, nodding at the whiskey. "And I'll call it even."
Reno
(raspberryturk)Reno handed over the bottle without missing a beat. Because, really, Rude was the best partner ever.
[Preplayed with sarcasm_guy, who is awesome like pie. NFI, And everything after Reno gets onto the chopper is NFB for liftoff and distance, thanks! I'm done being made of coding fail now, I think. O_o]