The Icklest Koala, Alcove A2, Sunday Night
Okay, so, Rikku had finally moved into her cabin. Hooray, cabins! And now she had a chocobo in her lap, and it was kwehing at her and pthhhhbbting and awwww. Way too cute.
She had to use this for evil. It was like a law.
Good thing she had Rude's phone number ...
Rude answered the phone with "What has he done, now?"
Hooray for ring tones.
"It's not what he did," Rikku chirped. "It's what happened to him. And what you're willing to cough up to get some good footage."
She did so love their little chats.
"Depends on how good the footage is," Rude told her. "And I only have so many videos of Reno making a fool of himself. I may just have to offer myself to you... sexually."
"I don't know if I could handle you," Rikku sighed dramatically. "Oh, this footage is good. This footage is beyond good."
There was a happy kweh of agreement.
"There's a chocobo in your room," Rude told her. "If that's Reno..." This was going to be good.
"Drunk Reno reciting pieces of Loveless with his head in Tseng's lap?" he offered.
"I thought he hated that poem!" Rikku laughed. "His head? In Tseng's lap!? Was Tseng drunk?"
She couldn't picture it.
"We were all drunk," Rude answered. "Except Elena." And he sent her the video. "It's on it's way. This better be... good."
"It's always such a pleasure doing business with you," Rikku grinned. "I'm sending you a couple of pictures. I really hope you're not too disappointed, here."
The first was a rather clear picture of a small red baby chocobo. One with suspiciously familiar tattoos and goggles.
The next was a sheet of paper that had a message scribbled on it in red crayon.
Oh. And both images were sent to two phone numbers: Rude's, and Tseng's.
Rude was VERY amused. If you were in the room with him, you might have been able to tell by the slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. "Your island is very... interesting," he told Rikku. "But you shouldn't have sent this to Tseng."
Rikku shrugged. "Why not? He was gonna call when the report-thing didn't get sent, anyway, right? Reno might be stuck like this for days, better to give him a heads-up."
"Now I can't use the photo as leverage," Rude pointed out. "You still owe me some footage."
"Awww, come on," Rikku laughed. "You could run down the hall right now and see Tseng's face, that's not worth anything?"
Rude considered that for a moment.
"I'll call you right back."
Rikku sighed happily as she hung up. "I just got you into huge trouble," she told Reno.
Reno kwehed happily at her.
"See? Totally not my fault. Anything this cute has to be shared."
(OOC: preplayed with sarcasm_guy who is the bestest Rude ever and all modding of raspberryturk was totally with the mun's permission, for reals. OPEN to any Koalas who want to know what all the warking is or anyone with reason to pester Rikku zomg!)
She had to use this for evil. It was like a law.
Good thing she had Rude's phone number ...
Rude answered the phone with "What has he done, now?"
Hooray for ring tones.
"It's not what he did," Rikku chirped. "It's what happened to him. And what you're willing to cough up to get some good footage."
She did so love their little chats.
"Depends on how good the footage is," Rude told her. "And I only have so many videos of Reno making a fool of himself. I may just have to offer myself to you... sexually."
"I don't know if I could handle you," Rikku sighed dramatically. "Oh, this footage is good. This footage is beyond good."
There was a happy kweh of agreement.
"There's a chocobo in your room," Rude told her. "If that's Reno..." This was going to be good.
"Drunk Reno reciting pieces of Loveless with his head in Tseng's lap?" he offered.
"I thought he hated that poem!" Rikku laughed. "His head? In Tseng's lap!? Was Tseng drunk?"
She couldn't picture it.
"We were all drunk," Rude answered. "Except Elena." And he sent her the video. "It's on it's way. This better be... good."
"It's always such a pleasure doing business with you," Rikku grinned. "I'm sending you a couple of pictures. I really hope you're not too disappointed, here."
The first was a rather clear picture of a small red baby chocobo. One with suspiciously familiar tattoos and goggles.
The next was a sheet of paper that had a message scribbled on it in red crayon.
Oh. And both images were sent to two phone numbers: Rude's, and Tseng's.
Rude was VERY amused. If you were in the room with him, you might have been able to tell by the slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. "Your island is very... interesting," he told Rikku. "But you shouldn't have sent this to Tseng."
Rikku shrugged. "Why not? He was gonna call when the report-thing didn't get sent, anyway, right? Reno might be stuck like this for days, better to give him a heads-up."
"Now I can't use the photo as leverage," Rude pointed out. "You still owe me some footage."
"Awww, come on," Rikku laughed. "You could run down the hall right now and see Tseng's face, that's not worth anything?"
Rude considered that for a moment.
"I'll call you right back."
Rikku sighed happily as she hung up. "I just got you into huge trouble," she told Reno.
Reno kwehed happily at her.
"See? Totally not my fault. Anything this cute has to be shared."
(OOC: preplayed with sarcasm_guy who is the bestest Rude ever and all modding of raspberryturk was totally with the mun's permission, for reals. OPEN to any Koalas who want to know what all the warking is or anyone with reason to pester Rikku zomg!)