raspberryturk: (Action Figure)
Reno of the Turks ([personal profile] raspberryturk) wrote2008-05-19 05:45 pm

Lupus A4, Monday Evening

It had been A Day. A week. A whole weekend and Reno, who was still both puny and plastic, was in need of a drink.

He wasn't in a bad enough way that he was going to go to the bar. There were certain things that action figures shouldn't do in public. Sure, he could go to The Perk to give computer lessons and he could scar his friends for life, but the bar? Even if he was hurting for a drink and a smoke and a hell of a lot of escapism, he wasn't going to head to the bar. Besides, he had his own booze. It was simply a matter of getting into it. Easy as pie.

Or, it should have been, except the bottle toppled over as he was attempting to pry the cap off, and it took him with it. The next thing he knew, he was on the floor, face down in spilled scotch, and his body was a good four inches away from his head.

Oh, good. Not only was he an action figure, but he was an action figure with a freaking faulty balljoint for a neck.

This would have been less problematic if his body wasn't more interested in saving the booze than it was in solving the fact that it was slightly decapitated at the moment.

"No, stupid, I'm over here."

It was going to continue being A Day.

[Open! And I swear, he'll be normal again tomorrow. I just had to. My own Reno action figure's head falls off on a regular basis. Pretty, yes. Lots of points of articulation? For sure. But clearly not made to do much looking around, poor thing.]
withoutverona: (B+W serious)

[personal profile] withoutverona 2008-05-20 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Romeo was trying not to laugh at Reno's body as he waved back. It seemed more hyper than the rest of Reno.

Soberly, neatly, he picked up the head and the body, then held one in each hand as he inspected them more closely. "I would not want to hurt you.

He wasn't chickening out. Much. It was just weird.
withoutverona: (a little james dean)

[personal profile] withoutverona 2008-05-20 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
Romeo flailed, probably spraying drops of scotch off Reno's body. "But you were like that when I found you! I can hardly break you more."
withoutverona: (Duuuuude)

[personal profile] withoutverona 2008-05-20 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Romeo sighed.

Flailed a little more, trying not to shake Reno too much.

And, with steady hands, set his head on top of the neck, pushing down lightly to catch the joint. "Hold still! This is the oddest favor I have ever done."
withoutverona: (Hawaiian shirt bzuh?)

[personal profile] withoutverona 2008-05-20 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
"It's nothing," Romeo said, slightly distracted. "What was first?"

He gently set Reno back on the floor.
Edited 2008-05-20 02:48 (UTC)
withoutverona: (xless but HOT)

[personal profile] withoutverona 2008-05-20 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not sure I should even really want to know," Romeo decided.

He was also rather sad about the poor spilled Scotch. "I went back to Verona over the weekend." Which ... sort of came out of nowhere.
withoutverona: (most sensitive boy)

[personal profile] withoutverona 2008-05-20 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"And I told Yurika I loved her. And she said I had bad timing." Romeo made a face at this, which was clearly the most important thing that had happened all weekend in his head.

He'd get to the rest of it. Truly.
the_merriest: (uhhhhh...)

[personal profile] the_merriest 2008-05-20 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
Rikku wandered into Reno's bunk ... and stared.

"You're still a doll-thing?"

She kinda thought that was a pony-induced hallucination.
the_merriest: (thinking hard or hardly thinking)

[personal profile] the_merriest 2008-05-20 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
He was still a doll-thing, with plastic hair and now his body had separated itself from his head. There were two very important questions to be asked. The first was, of course:

"If your mouth drinks, does your body get drunk?"
the_merriest: (aha)

[personal profile] the_merriest 2008-05-20 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
"That's fixed easily enough," Rikku said, stepping over to liberate the bottle of scotch from his body. If she plucked his head up and set it on the palm of her hand, and tilted the booze like so, could he drink?
the_merriest: (Default)

[personal profile] the_merriest 2008-05-20 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Worth trying," she shrugged. Now seemed like a good time to ask the other question, as she knelt down and worked on reuniting his head with his body. (See? Totally an awesome girlfriend.)

"Does Rude know?"
the_merriest: (evil plottiness)

[personal profile] the_merriest 2008-05-20 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Rikku twisted Reno's head until it went back onto his body -- leaving them separate was a bad idea in case he switched back suddenly -- and was totally about to lose Best Girlfriend Ever status.

"Did your phone shrink?"
the_merriest: (headscratch)

[personal profile] the_merriest 2008-05-20 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
She scooped his phone up from the nightstand and flipped it open, examining it. "You didn't call Rude and say, hey, my report's gonna be late, cover for me?"

She wasn't aiming the camera part at him. Really.

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