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ehrgeiz_king in luceat_eis

Things Can Always Get Worse - Traverse Town [COMPLETE]

Oct 23, 2005 19:53

He seemed to be having quite the misadventures here in Traverse Town. The exploding house, lacking money for food, the waterway collapsing, reminisces about Seifer, catching a god damned cold… He wasn’t bitter, he wasn’t. Or so he told himself ( Read more... )

zell dinchet, reno

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recalcitrantly October 24 2005, 02:03:49 UTC

No. Life was not good. In fact, it was so not good that it bordered sucking.

Not only did the Gummi ship ride end in a little fiasco that involved him being harassed by every member aboard, [not that he didn’t badger them first-thinking ahead, since they all looked like a rather shifty bunch] but he got tossed overboard like cargo into this backwater world where no one wanted to be. By the looks of it, everyone here looked depressed, weird, and hell not even the sun bothered to show up. No wonder there was a bar as the only public out-door attraction.

Café. Whatever. Technicalities only mattered in paperwork anyway.

The redhead wandered inside to the rather lively crowd within. A couple of scattered people, and a entire audience of lively looking chairs. How pleasant. Reno claimed one of them more in the middle of the place, tilted it back, and placed both of his feet right on the table. “Ahh. Finally off that pile of crap.” and into some place more suitable. Homely, even ( ... )

ehrgeiz_king October 24 2005, 02:32:45 UTC

Bordered sucking? Please. It had crossed miles ago.

He turned to find a spiky redhead in an unkempt suit looking him over like a piece of meat in a butcher shop, and needless to say, it was quite irritating. Come to think of it, did he know this guy? Well, he was talking to him, and it seemed like he was trying to remember his name, which indicated they had in fact met. He seemed pretty familiar...

Oh. Right. He was from Hollow Bastion. The little punk Turk who always tried to defy every protcol possible. Unfortunately the only name that came to mind was Punk.

He stared upon being called "hot dog kid." Hot dog kid. Right.

This is not Seifer. This is not Seifer... he repeated over and over in his mind.

That acomplished, he forced a rather strained grin at the other man (apparently named Reno) and said, "Sorry man. I don't have any munny."

Which really made one wonder why he was in a café in the first place.

recalcitrantly October 24 2005, 02:45:41 UTC

Crossed the line of sucking miles ago? Well that couldn’t be argued in the least. But his sucked much further than anyone else’s possibly could ( ... )

ehrgeiz_king October 24 2005, 03:05:32 UTC

Further than anyone else's possibly could. Right. Apparently that included people who just had some sort of sharp object rammed straight into their stomach that went all the way back to their spine, was bleeding to death, and was being raped senseless by--

Woah. Morbid thought. Keep it together, man.

Was this guy ADD or what? First it was, "Get Reno a drink" and next it was, "My tie deserves more attention than you." Well. That was a great way to get things out of people. From the way things seemed he acted like this quite often, as though he owned the god-damned universe or something. And quite frankly it made him want to punch they guy in the face. The urge just grew when the redhead turned back to him and yet was still not paying attention.

He rolled his eyes at the demand. He was really not in the mood for this shit. The other man's face was beginning to look something akin to a target now. But, over the years, he had learned some restraint to his anger, so he kept the in-genuine grin plastered firmly to his face ( ... )

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