raspberryturk: (Freaked Out)
After a certain conversation after class today, Reno had hurried home, a frown on his lips and a million haphazard thoughts ricocheting around inside his skull that weren't amounting to much more than a whole lot of "Oh, crap."

Things were going to need re-thinking. Lots and lots of serious re-thinking. Now they weren't just trying to steer fate, the Turks were trying to Do The Right Thing in the process.

Now, all Reno had to do was... well... inform the other Turk who had anything to do with this.

And that was why he was picking up his phone and dialing. Shit shit shit.

[Contents of phone call and conversation are NFB, that there was a phone call and that Elena came over for work things is totally cool, though. For the blonde Rookie! No, not that one. Or that one. Or that one. Or... that one, either. Dammit, she knows who she is.]
raspberryturk: (Up there omg)
Okay. Reno could do this. Reno had made a decision, and he was a big boy, here. He was totally capable of telling the Boss that he was going to set forth to do one thing that was actually good for him for the first time in damn near a year, now.

Damn near? It had been a year, hadn't it? Shit, how time flew.

Really, this would be easy. This was a matter of lifting his hand, like so, and rapping his knuckles against the door, like so, and then waiting.

And hoping to Ramuh that Tseng wasn't actually in his office, so that he could just resort to leaving him a note along the lines of 'Going 2 Fandom, BRB Maybe' instead.

Reno thought that the 'maybe' would have been a nice touch.

[For the aforementioned NPC employer, who will be played by [livejournal.com profile] findingelena today because she is awesome. NFB and NFI and all of that good stuff, otherwise.]
raspberryturk: (Lounging)
It was a good thing that Bat Eyes were so damn easy to take down, Reno mused, as he wiped some bloody monster sludge off of his baton and onto his pant leg. Things had been busy in Edge over the past few days. A few monsters had wandered into the outskirts of the town out of the ruins of what used to be the Midgar slums, and they were having their hungry ways with the locals.

Which suited Reno just fine. He got the pleasure of being hired on by the WRO in order to take care of the threat while they continued working on setting up their military, and on top of the pay that they were giving him to deal with the job, he got to keep whatever the monsters dropped when he took them down, too. Mostly ethers and bubblegum money, but he could live with that.

He finished rummaging through what was left of the corpse of the last one as it faded away to join the lifestream, or whatever it was that dead monsters did, and then he took a seat on the nearest bench, sprawling out, looking up at the bluish-gray haze of sky above him, pulling out his phone, and turning it on.

Sometimes, rebuilding wasn't really so bad after all.

[For anybody who wants to phone or be phoned! NFB for distance, of course! Zack-related spoilers throughout the threads. Read at your own risk, yo.]
raspberryturk: (Smoking)
Getting out and appreciating being back on Fandom? Reno wasn't up for getting out and appreciating being back on Fandom.

Reno was up for sitting in his room, really. Sitting was good. He'd gotten sleep and he'd handwavily done his morning training with Ghanima, and sitting by his window smoking seemed to be the order of the remainder of the day, at least until radio.

Sitting at the window, reminding himself why it was he always figured Turks don't date.

He was going to go through a few packs, today.

[Door's closed, and post is open, but with an "I leave for work in half an hour and then have Radio tonight so expect super, super slowplay" warning.]
raspberryturk: (Default)
In Which People Find Closure, And The Posse Heads Home. )



[NFI, NFB, now edited to contain all the code, preplayed with [livejournal.com profile] the_merriest, [livejournal.com profile] dojima_hime, [livejournal.com profile] fair_montague, and [livejournal.com profile] sarcasm_guy, the first of whom rocks the coding, and all of whom rock. That's the last of it, folks! We're all Advent Childrened out! Thanks to my awesome partners in crime for all their hard work on this, and for keeping me sane throughout, and thank you to everyone who gave us feedback as chunks of this went up. Ooc? Still welcome, as I'm a comment whore. :D]
raspberryturk: (Turk Pride)
In Which Digging Happens. And Standing Up. )

[NFI, NFB, Sorry for the plot-spam today, I swear, there's only one more and it's going up tomorrow. Preplayed with [livejournal.com profile] the_merriest, [livejournal.com profile] fair_montague, [livejournal.com profile] dojima_hime, and [livejournal.com profile] sarcasm_guy, who all rocked around Midgar like rocking things. OOC? Yummy. Omnomnom.]
raspberryturk: (Turk Pride)
In Which Rain Falls... )

[NFI, NFB, BYOB, LMNOP, FBI, BBQ, preplayed with [livejournal.com profile] the_merriest, [livejournal.com profile] fair_montague, [livejournal.com profile] dojima_hime, and [livejournal.com profile] sarcasm_guy, who are all awesome like awesome things. OOC, of course, is welcome, and may or may not be eaten with a nice curry sauce overtop.]
raspberryturk: (Smirk)
In Which ShinRa Doesn't Fall, But... )

[Once again with the NFI and NFB goodness, and preplayed with [livejournal.com profile] the_merriest, [livejournal.com profile] fair_montague, [livejournal.com profile] dojima_hime, and [livejournal.com profile] sarcasm_guy with chunks of dialog snitched from Advent Children. OOC? Still totally welcome.]
raspberryturk: (D:)
In Which The Posse Plays 'Ring Around The Monument,' ) A Dragon Is Summoned, ) And Fought, ) And ShinRa Falls. Again. )

[Still NFI and NFB, and chunks are still snitched from Advent Children, with tweakage to account for the awesomeness of us now being able to say the phrase "Romeo Montague, Dragonslayer." Preplayed with [livejournal.com profile] the_merriest, [livejournal.com profile] dojima_hime, [livejournal.com profile] fair_montague, and [livejournal.com profile] sarcasm_guy. Many thanks to Rikku-mun for her help coding and sorting this monstrous beast. OOC continues to be love.]
raspberryturk: (Faceplanted owie)
In Which The Posse Talks to Tifa, ) The Turks Suffer, ) The Rescue Party Arrives, ) Reno and Rikku Speak, ) Turks Prove To Be Difficult to Kill, ) And Cloud Continues To Be Emo. )

[Follows this post. Preplayed with [livejournal.com profile] the_merriest, [livejournal.com profile] fair_montague, [livejournal.com profile] dojima_hime, and [livejournal.com profile] sarcasm_guy, the first of whom rocks the coding, and the rest of whom rock no less, but with less HTML. Wee, tiny chunks of dialog once again lifted from Advent Children with a bit of tweaky goodness because we can to spare repetition... and confusion, which Square-Enix manages to excel at. NFB, NFI, and OOC is made of sparkles and lifestream and will be nommed upon accordingly.]
raspberryturk: (Doorway)
In Which Reno Gets a Phone Call, ) Opens His Big Yap, ) And Makes a Phone Call. )

[NFI, NFB, because of the distance thing. Preplayed with [livejournal.com profile] the_merriest, who once again demonstrated her 1337 coding skills on top of playing a most villainous Kadaj. Yet another small chunk of dialog was snitched from Advent Children. OOC? Always shiny.]
raspberryturk: (Faceplanted owie)
Okay. So the fight against the centaur yesterday had been fun.

The fight against Hades today had been... less fun.

But they'd pulled people out of Hell-Or-Whatever-It-Was, and the day was saved. Or something of the sort.

Clearly, the best way for Reno to celebrate this was to bang his forehead against the door, down one ponytail and up one Rikku.

He'd get around to actually opening his door eventually. Just as soon as he felt up to pretending that his hands weren't too charred to dig the key from his pocket.

[For the modded-with-permission girlfriend!]
raspberryturk: (Smoking)
After checking on Romeo this morning, Reno had headed back down to his own room. It wasn't that there was anything of particular interest in there, really. His laptop was still useless and he still didn't have any desire to start on his report back to the boss. It was more that, by and large, he didn't feel up to going anywhere else.

He'd spent a short while looking over the texts on his phone that he'd been ignoring all week.

There had been a lot of them. )

There had been more like those, but Reno had stopped there, closed his phone, and set it to the side.

He still didn't feel like answering them. Tseng could wait.

Right now, he'd just crack open his window a little, light himself a smoke, and look outside over the island for the rest of the afternoon, and then on into the evening, while the sky grew progressive shades of dark.

[The door is shut, the post is open. Ooooh. :o]

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