raspberryturk | Room 429, Thursday Night

Reno was in a mood. But it wasn't as bad a mood as the one he'd been in on Tuesday when he did his broadcast. A few conversations had, at the very least, helped him get his head on straight again, and he'd picked up a replacement for his duct-taped mess of a laptop at T&C earlier, so he was good to go.

In a mood, but good to go.

He cracked his knuckles, loaded his e-mail up, and started to type his report.

Yo, Tseng.

You wanted this report done by Friday. So I'm gonna one-up you and get this motherfuck done for Thursday. because I'm kickass like that.

So. Report.

tuesday was some kinda holiday thing. i never learn about the local holidays until weird crap like living marshmallows runnin' around goes down. They called Tuesday 'april Fools Day,' which means that dessert-crap falls from the sky (no kidding) and jesters hit with mini run around beating on shit with things on sticks or whatever. And we gave out fruit baskets for class.

Wednesdday was wednesday. tried to put together my other laptop with duct tape. Which remins me. I have a receipt in the mail for the new laptop. better be reimbursing me for this thing on my next check.

today was normal. had coffe with a friend. i got those, here. Talked about shit. Whatever. Not a productive week. guess something about our little heart to heart on monday lef t me a little not productive. Funny how that works. But shit, with my report coming in a day early, that leaves me plety of time to dig up dirt on people i know for your dossiers instead of looking up cures for diseases and alternate power sources in the library. Aint you proud?

I bet you are.

other highlights of the week include watching the bartender kiss another girl at the bar last night and being accused of being heartless goverment scum

Kickass week.

might be more productive next week when i got this dossier shit out of the way. hard to say. lot of people on the island

im going to warm up with just one dossier today. its the important one.

Rikku

-Member of the Al Bhed tribe from a planet called Spira
-Trained thief
-been teaching me how to speak her language
-accused me of being murderous government scum on monday. left room.
-is not fond of merderous government scum
-has crazy spiral eyes
-i miss them

and as proof that i been learning a second language, I even took the time to put together alittle demonstration for you in al Bhed i hope you enjoy it.

E fecr vun oui du pa lrycat po y cduha yhkam, oui pycdynt.

E ys cunno E pnuga dra kenm'c dnicd. E fyhd du pa jano tnihg nekrd huf, yht du hud cdub paehk jano tnihg ajan ykyeh.

E tu hud ghuf ruf du taym fedr y pnugah raynd. Pid E ys kuehk du meja po 10, un 5, un 1. Yht drah kad tnihg ykyeh. E drehg.

Ed ec hud ayco.

E ys cunno dryd E lyhhud cdub paehk y Turk vun Rikku. Yht dryd E lyhhud cdub paehk ikmo un taym fedr fryd E tu. Fryd E tu ec fnuhk. Rikku tuac hud dnicd sa.

E ryda sa nekrd huf vun paehk fryd E ys yht vun tuehk fryd E tet.

Pid E naymmo mega Rikku. E cdemm fyhd dryd dnicd.

E lyh hud ryja ed pylg.

E ys cdemm y Turk. E ymfyoc femm pa. Ed ec ymm dryd E ys.

Vilg oui, oui cdibet vilg. Vilg oui rynt. Ymm uv fryd fa tu ec fnuhk. E fyhd du hud lyna. Pid E lyh'd cdub.

Dryhg oui vun pnaygehk sa.

Too bad nobody on gaia knows the language, huh?

-Reno of the Turks

Reno was not the greatest typist in the world, but he was sure that his report got the message across pretty clearly.

[The door's closed, but the post is open if anyone has a burning need to stop in to prod Reno.]