Who: Reno and [YOU!]
What: Uh, stuff?
Where: The Cemetery because I never play there, so shush
When: Evening
Rating: R for Reno's dirty mouth. Worksafe, most likely. But you never know with him. >_>
Open: HELLS YEAH.
Reno dropped the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out. He had to say that a fucking graveyard wasn't exactly his idea of a place to have a good time, but he apparently hadn't had any say in the matter. He sighed and started walking, figuring he'd have to find his way back to the place they were staying sooner or later. He hoped that the boss figured out how to get the fuck out of here, and soon.
He looked up at the sky and wondered if the sun was ever going to rise again. He'd heard of places where the nights were longer, but this was kind of ridiculous. Reminded him of the lowest levels of Midgar, where the sun was all but a rumor. He shook off the thoughts, not wanting to think of those slums, and kept walking.
He did wish he had someone to at least talk to, though....