Yep. Nothing like a night out drinking with the boys to celebrate that whole not-being-dead-or-invaded-by-zombies thing to make Reno feel like he would possibly rather be dead again, if only because it would make the room stop attacking his brain from all angles ( Read more... )

It was a shame that Reno was, as of yet, completely unaware of any goings-on of an undead nature outside the confines of his own room.

However, he was well aware of what day of the year it was. One of the few great holidays that this world had to offer that Reno could actually remember. And that was why he was in his room, on the phone, placing an ( Read more... )

It had been a long day, and Reno had gotten permission to beat people up for candy, which meant that Deadpool was the coolest adult ever. But, as really cool days tended to go, there was always a time when wee Renos had to retire to their bedrooms again, in order to pull on their pyjamas and get ready for be ( Read more... )

Timon Berkowitz was, as Timon Berkowitz always had been, a particularly sound sleeper. And really, one had to be, when one's bed was usually atop the backside of a snoring warthog ( Read more... )

"--And you don't even smell that bad," Reno said, holding his ferret in his arms. He'd been going on like this since he'd woken up and decided to strike up a friendly rapport with his pet. "Kinda like sour somethin'-or-other or kinda gunky feet or somethin'. I've smelled worse, yo. I mean, like, I smelled worse, Mako. You should'a seen the kinda ( Read more... )

( Phone Calls, Woo! )

With the window cracked open slightly to let the tobacco smoke drift outside, it felt almost suspiciously like a winter in Midgar, under the plate. Or, at least, the chill did, seeping into the room in little wisps and breezes, prompting Reno to actually close his shirt the entire way, for once. The freshness in the cool air was still strange to ( Read more... )

It was morning! Almost morning! Kinda morning! The glowy letters on the clock-thingie were looking kinda like they usually did when Mako always woke up to scratch around his cage and Reno was in bed and he had to get up soon anyhow because it was Reno-wake-up time and Mako wasn't in his cage today, he was on the floor! In clothing things! And he ( Read more... )

Reno had survived the day, from his training with Ghanima to making plans with Ino, on to Romeo's birthday party and then to do the radio broadcast.

His day wasn't over yet. Oh no.

Smoochy had to die.

[For one!]

Time for another lazy day. That sort of lazy day where Reno was going to check his e-mails before even considering anything else.

Naturally, he grinned and replied to the e-mail Doji sent him with one of his own.

To: dōjima@fandomhigh.org
From: reno@fandomhigh.org
RE: ( Tomorrow! )