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[foldedsteel]

WHO: Tifa, Reno, Rude
WHEN: Thurs May 22 evening
WHERE: Reno's house
WHAT: RUDE MADE MUFFINS whut. He brings them over and we...eat muffins. I guess. ...We'll see where this goes.
WARNINGS: Rude is adorable >:[

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[piercedshades]

Rude didn't realize the run to their place would be this far, not like it was too much of a problem for him, he was used to running errands for his foster parents even when he didn't have a car. He figured it was good exercise, especially with him carrying a tupperware container full of mint chocolate chip muffins.

Finally he reached their place, knocking on the door a few times while taking a moment to catch his breath. When the door opened his shortness of breath just about doubled and he almost dropped the container he was holding. Those photos he had just seen didn't do any justice to the real thing, rude felt like he was greeted by an angel, welcoming him to paradise.

It took a moment for him to snap out of his daze just in time to hear her comment on his glasses and realize he was already inside? Heaven knows how he would have reacted if he heard her previous comments. "Oh...yeah, so i can see the light that's right before my eyes." he retorted. That certainly wasn't the first time he had heard that one.

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She paused a moment, looking at him in surprise before bursting into bright laughter. "Isn't that a Corey Heart song?" she asked, putting a hand over her face--she happened to be holding the towel in that hand, and ended up muffling her laughter into it. "Gods, sorry--that was...unexpectedly hilarious."

She'd actually just been wondering, because...you know...it was dark. But at that point it didn't even matter if he wore the sunglasses solely so he could use that joke; it was plenty funny enough to warrant it. "C'mon in; uh, Sandy likes us to take our shoes off, so...do that first, I guess. Reno's prolly still on the computer--his room's back this way. You get your shoes off; I'm gonna put this towel back in the bathroom." And she bounced off and back again in a moment or two, her left arm suddenly in a sling.

Apparently it wasn't a very big deal, though; she didn't even explain herself, instead inquiring, "So you bake n'stuff? That's really cool--most guys don't...y'know, do much of anything food-wise. Hell, I mean even I can't

[piercedshades]

She laughed. He didn't think it would be that funny but she laughed at his joke. And it was such a cute laugh to boot, like a playful nymph skittering across a field of flowers. More and more he was starting to think that his parents sending him to this school was the best idea ever

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"Don't give me that--it's awesome and you know it," she chuckled, belatedly reaching out to relieve him of his muffins, if he was willing to let her carry them. "I remember one time I tried to make a cake and got...distracted...while it was in the oven... I never tried again."

She chuckled a bit at the memory, pushing a hand through her damp bangs and wondering how the hell she was supposed to put her hair back with only one hand. "Maybe you could teach me. I'd like to me...less of a failure." And suddenly her eyes lit up. "Oh! Giorno got back to me--he said my pictures were fine, and he sent them to his manager. I might be a model!" Clearly this was very exciting.

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"Oh yeah. I've been studying it for ages, since I was little. Before my dad died I was real involved in it, did some amateur tournaments and stuff, but then...well, I couldn't follow up on it, not officially, anyway. Got lots of real-world practice kicking the shit out of people," she chatted at him as she led him back to Reno's room, knocking twice on the doorjamb and poking her head in. "Rude's here!" she announced, before turning her head toward their guest and jerking it to invite him inside.

She stepped inside herself, and sat down on Reno's bed, waving Rude over with her good arm. "What kind of muffins are they anyhow? I forgot to ask..."

[piercedshades]

This was a surprise. Rude could tell she wasn't just some girl that couldn't fight, but to hear she was a bit of a brawler? He wanted to see that someday with his own eyes, as long as he wasn't on the receiving end, but at the same time he kind of did. But it sounded like she may have fallen out of it once her father passed which made him feel a bit sad for a moment.

Rude entered the room he was half hoping she would show him her room first, but in his current state with her it would most likely end in some sort of embarrassing sitcom reminiscent scene. In any case, he waved his gloved hand to greet the red headed teenager with as much enthusiasm as a person like him could display hearing Tifa's question out the corner of his ear. "Chocolate mint chip." he replied removing the lid of the container allowing the contents aroma to spread across the room.

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Reno glanced up from his computer where he'd been giggling inanely at old episodes of Speed Racer when Tifa walked through the door with Rude in tow. His eyes grew wide. "Whoa," he said; "you're...a lot taller in person, yo."

This guy had a good several inches on him, and Reno had gotten taller over the past few months... Hadn't been expecting that from a sophomore... He grinned broadly when the taller man announced the flavor of muffins, and sat up. "Ooh, mint? Awesome!" he crowed, folding his legs to sit indian-style on the mattress. He gestured at the room as a whole. "Have a seat, my man," he offered, moving to get up then. "Chair, bean bag, bed, I don't care. I'm'a grab some sodas--Rude, you drink soda? Tif, soda? Water?"

He headed for the door, pausing in the ingress to wait for answers. Oh boy oh boy...man, he hadn't had a mint chocolate chip muffin in ages!

[piercedshades]

Rude was starting to wonder just how tall people originally thought he was before they met him in person, or maybe he just came off as a short man.

Rude chose the bed to rest on placing the container of muffins on the floor beside it. Reno's bed was quite soft, a lot softer than the bed he normally slept in but something about Rude's hard mattress seemed more comfortable to him. But what made it even more comfortable was the fact that he was sharing it with Tifa at the moment.

Rude shook his head clearing the upcoming dirty thoughts before they visualized in his mind. "I'll take a soda." he said rubbing the back of his bald scalp.

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When Rude informed her that he could teach her a lot of things, she found a lascivious smirk creeping onto her lips as her eyebrow arched. "Oh, can you now?" she was in the middle of chuckling at him, noticing his sudden color, as Reno came back into the room.

"I know, aren't they?" she gushed, taking another bite of hers and closing her eyes. "Hell, I don't even really like mint, and these are awesome--I think Rude should teach me to make them. Maybe I can teach Sandy later, when she's not being a big important lawyer." Carefully balancing her muffin on one thigh, Tifa set her can of Dr. Pepper on her other thigh and endeavored to open it with one hand

[cynicalnevada]

Reno gave her a reproachful look and reached for her hand, frowning. "You ninny," he chided; "why don't you just ask for help? I have two hands...and whoever heard of a boy breaking a nail, eh?"

A grin snaked across his face and he pulled her hand to his lips, kissing the backs of her fingers. "There. All better," he said, and handed her back the dropped muffin, brushing the crumbs off the bedspread and onto the floor. Eh, he could vacuum tomorrow.

[piercedshades]

Just as Rude was about to do the finishing bite on his muffin he happened to glance over as Reno kissed Tifa on the back of her hand. Kissed...Tifa...hand... The only thought that came to his mind was '...What?' as his mouth laid wide open like a cargo door as his grip slacked releasing the remains of his snack, falling to the floor.

He didn't know what to say, or ask. Hell he was afraid to ask even if the answer was fairly obvious he didn't really want to know.

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Tifa just burst out laughing. "Yeah, but who wants a weakling girl around anyhow? If I can't open a can of soda on my own, you might as well just shoot me now," she joked, slipping the soda can into her lap and balancing it against her thigh so she could use her free hand to lift the muffin to her lips.

"Besides, if you did break a nail, then where would we be? I'd have deferred my feminine duties to you, and then Rude would have to be twice the man to make up for it." She grinned at him, noticing he looked a little uneasy, and she assumed he was alarmed at the prospect. Casting a wink his way, she assured him, "Not that you'd have any trouble, mm?"

[piercedshades]

Rudes pierced ears perked up at the mention of Tifa getting shot. 'That explains the condition of her arm.' he thought brooding over the situation a moment. Who was shooting at them and why? The reason may have been something personal to them, something that they might not feel comfortable with sharing, but he wanted to be able to do something to help them, especially her.

Rude didn't feel very nervous any more, it was now overshadowed by his protective instincts as he rose from the bed, slightly hunched and fists clinched. "The ones that shot at you....are they still after you?"

[cynicalnevada]

Reno gave a visible start, his entire spine stiffening as if someone had dropped an ice cube down the back of his shirt. Still after them?

He swallowed hard. "Ah...probably not," he said, hoping he wasn't lying. "We just...got into a rough spot when we were leaving Vegas. We'd been staying in a rough part of town and...things got complicated. But I really doubt they'd come all the way to Colorado just to chase us down..."

Reno laughed nervously, hoping he was right...

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Tifa looked up, almost surprised at Rude's inquiry--though it was coupled with him rising to his feet, looking fit to kill. "Ah...maybe. We're--we're not really sure. I mean, they're probably not after Reno anymore, but...well, they weren't ever trying to kill him anyhow. His mom owns a bunch of lawyers; if they go after her or Reno then...well...she'll go all-out against them."

She looked very sad all of a sudden. "Me though? I don't matter much one way or the other. They might kill me out of spite, or they might just fuck it and leave me alone, since...well, it's not like I was important or anything," she concluded somewhat lamely, looking over at Reno as a sigh dusted over her lips. "Nothing like my dad. They killed him because he knew too much." And she shrugged, immediately wincing and wishing she hadn't.

"But, since it's...been a few days, and they probably know where we are, I guess there's no reason to think they're still after me, you know? If they were, they'd have made a move by now, you'd think. Snipe me through a window

[piercedshades]

"I see...sorry." he said lowering his head a bit looking away from the couple. It was just as he figured, it was something that cut pretty deep and the uncertainty in Reno's voice told that this might not be over. Rude had been in enough gang situations to know that some might give up, and some may be relentless as foxhounds, and at that moment he made up his mind.

"Well if somethin ever comes up, count on me."