Edge, Friday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

"Yo, boss. Shirt didn't fit right this morning, so I had to undo a few more buttons'n usual, zoto."

Why yes, Reno had decided to come in to work today, in spite of the fact that he could have been in bed, enjoying the fact that he was the hottest lesbian on Gaia for the day. Some opportunities, after all, were not to be missed

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[findingelena]

Elena was dialing Reno, and trying not to be grouchy. Well. Not too grouchy.

Elena was bored, Elena was horny, and Elena was dog-sitting on an island filled with tits. The latter was only unfortunate if you weren't wired to enjoy tits, and, sadly, she wasn't.

This also made her the only Turk not to have nailed Scarlet. Though, to be fair, she would have done that had Scarlet been interested in girls, her own sexuality be damned. She'd heard you got a decent raise for that.

[raspberryturk]

As fate would have it, hungry guys with guns and materia never did suspect that the negotiator was going to peel off her shirt and wave her boobs around. The mission went disappointingly smoothly.

Reno had wanted to beat shit up, too.

So he only sounded a little disappointed as he answered the phone, shouldering the rifle that he'd snatched from one of the men.

"Hottest lesbian chick on The Planet, yo. Savin' the world, one titty-shake at a time."

[findingelena]

Elena couldn't help giggling at that. "You, too?" she asked. "I thought it was something in the water, here. And damn you for not warning me."

[raspberryturk]

Reno rolled his eyes, grinning up at the sky.

"I could swear I told you I wanted pictures if you ever woke up with a dick, zoto. What, you figured it didn't work the other way too, Rookie?"