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Apr 19, 2008 17:44

Today had been a long day, maybe too long. Rude had to drag his own partner out of the snow and somehow remain calm and professional about the whole thing. Deep down he was really worried, but there was no use in showing how he felt. For a split second he thought he lost Reno, and something inside him stirred up and couldn’t be calmed until he saw ( Read more... )

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boozeplz April 21 2008, 04:45:38 UTC

From the light of his laptop, it was easy to see under Reno's blanket fort. That is, if one could call it a fort: it was more of a blanket pile, considering he lacked the things required to make a good fort, aka something to drape blankets over. That was the bad thing about solitary, but at least this time he had a laptop and something comfy. The padded walls weren't always as nice as they looked ( ... )

notsorude April 22 2008, 05:30:12 UTC

Rude blinked at the sudden movement, wondering if Reno’s injuries caused him to have trouble moving. He didn’t get to exam all his wounds, but the cold always took a heavy toll on the body, even when one did not realize it ( ... )

boozeplz April 22 2008, 13:33:33 UTC

Grinning and batting Rude's hand away from his hair playfully, Reno was glad he had come to visit. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed that the bald man hadn't shut the door all the way, which was horribly tempting, but he wouldn't. He didn't have a reason to try and get out of this room when Rude was in it, and besides, he really didn't feel like trying to go fast with his ankle ( ... )

notsorude April 22 2008, 22:11:10 UTC

Even if Reno did try to make a run for it, Rude would have just hauled the smaller of the two over his shoulder almost immediately. His ankle was probably in worse shape than it was before, but he still had a mental picture of Reno trying to skedaddle out of the room. He knew he would get sounds of protests in his ear, and Reno's breath on his ( ... )

boozeplz April 29 2008, 04:30:47 UTC

A comfortable purr passed Reno's lips when Rude rested his hand on the top of his red hair, feeling a lot more content than he had in the past few days. Maybe running for it had been worth it. He wouldn't have been with Rude at that very moment if he hadn't run into that storm, would he? This was probably worth it, but he had been told that he had a skewed perspective before ( ... )