Room 429, Tuesday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

Reno was of legal voting age, sure, but was not American. Heck, he wasn't even from this planet. And anyhow, it wasn't like he'd know what to do with a ballot if it hit him in the face. Mayoral elections in Midgar had been a joke, because all the strings had been pulled by the guy on top anyhow. So he'd largely ignored politics back home in favor

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[withoutverona]

Romeo was arguing with a wee blue donkey as he taped on Reno's door. "No, I'm not 18 for another week, and I'm not altogether certain this is my world," he told it earnestly before tapping on the door. "Reno? Are you about?"

[raspberryturk]

"I don't got nowhere to go," was Reno's response from inside the room. It was followed by "Oooh, get 'im, get 'im," and a series of honks and dismayed trumpets and brays.

The ferret was very much winning, now, yes.

"Door's open, yo!"

[withoutverona]

"Door's open, and I am bored," Romeo announced, stepping in and plopping himself on the floor. "Also, why am I trying to explain my elecoral status to a small animal?"

[raspberryturk]

"Because they're nosy?" Reno glanced at Romeo with a smirk as Mako delivered a particularly jarring chomp to the elephant's trunk. "They tried to get on my case today, so I let Mako out. I ain't even from this world, like I should care about its politics, right?"