Characters: Closed to Veld (consummateturk, Catpaw rdmcatpaw and Reno messyturk Location: Elevator to ??? Date: after This Fiasco Rating: Pg 13+ (Blood. Probable Language.)
Veld wanted a goddamn gun. He followed the blood from Vincent's suggestion up to an elevator shaft. He jabbed his finger had against both of the up and down buttons. The plastic shell on the up button cracked under the pressure.
When the doors opened, Reno was slumped against the back. The older man rushed into the lift and felt for a pulse against Reno's neck. Veld sighed in relief and then brought the hand against Reno's cheek harshly. "Stay up." Veld then snapped his fingers on his prosthetic hand and was greeted with a green glow that started at his elbow and crawled up to his hand.
The glow hopped from Veld's hand and sprinkled about the fallen red head. It drifted like glitter around Reno's body, dancing off his nose and disappearing into his hair and the mess of blood on the floor.
"I thought you were hiding still...did I screw up...that bad?" Reno asked, voice cracking as he recognized Veld's voice.
He'd been in Costa or Cosmo with that chick... Eliza? No, not Eliza something like it.
"Don't tell Rude but I think he should just talk to that Titty chick... she's got a nice rack..." He was pretty sure he'd just been shy of kicking death's door down and shouting his hellos.
Then Veld came. Like before, back when he'd been new and even stupider and...and there had been ice cream involved somehow.
Veld sighed. He crouched and picked up the other man, helping Reno to his feet with an arm across Veld's shoulders. "You have to quit biting up more than you can chew, Reno." Veld only used Reno's name when he wanted to drive a point home. "Stop doing this stupid-brave shit of yours."
He hefted the lighter Reno fairly easily. "Come on, I'll get you cleaned up and find some ice cream." He ignored the comments about Rude and Tifa entirely. Veld wondered how Reno was fairing on his own, even from the years between this Reno and the one Veld knew, the red head and the bald man were nearly inseparable.
"How's tellin' an idiot they're bein' an idiot bein' stupid-brave? I do it all the time..." Reno muttered, shaking his head.
"I'll be fine, been doin' fine without you for years." There was a bite of bitterness in that, whether it was residual anger from Vincent or truly directed at Veld was debateable. "Not like you or the others've been around...you would've let people leave the sector 'fore dropping the plate..."
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When the doors opened, Reno was slumped against the back. The older man rushed into the lift and felt for a pulse against Reno's neck. Veld sighed in relief and then brought the hand against Reno's cheek harshly. "Stay up." Veld then snapped his fingers on his prosthetic hand and was greeted with a green glow that started at his elbow and crawled up to his hand.
The glow hopped from Veld's hand and sprinkled about the fallen red head. It drifted like glitter around Reno's body, dancing off his nose and disappearing into his hair and the mess of blood on the floor.
"Sparks, you with me, kid?"
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He'd been in Costa or Cosmo with that chick... Eliza? No, not Eliza something like it.
"Don't tell Rude but I think he should just talk to that Titty chick... she's got a nice rack..." He was pretty sure he'd just been shy of kicking death's door down and shouting his hellos.
Then Veld came. Like before, back when he'd been new and even stupider and...and there had been ice cream involved somehow.
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He hefted the lighter Reno fairly easily. "Come on, I'll get you cleaned up and find some ice cream." He ignored the comments about Rude and Tifa entirely. Veld wondered how Reno was fairing on his own, even from the years between this Reno and the one Veld knew, the red head and the bald man were nearly inseparable.
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"I'll be fine, been doin' fine without you for years." There was a bite of bitterness in that, whether it was residual anger from Vincent or truly directed at Veld was debateable. "Not like you or the others've been around...you would've let people leave the sector 'fore dropping the plate..."
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