Room 429, Sunday Night

[raspberryturk]

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!]

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[the_merriest]

She had to turn around to kiss him, and she had to kiss him at hearing something like that.

"Oui, ed tet," she said, nuzzling against his cheek and kissing his jaw. "I think ... I'm more myself than I have been in a while. Because ... I missed hearing it, I missed speaking it, some things come out right in Al Bhed in ways they don't in Yevonite. It's who I am, you know? And it ... made me feel like ... you wanted to know all of me, not just the bits that were hanging out in plain sight. But me, the me that sometimes hides behind those. I'm not making any sense, am I?"

[raspberryturk]

"You make perfect sense," Reno decided, leaning his head just slightly while he spoke to make the kissing that much easier. "I mean, that's pretty much the nail on the head right there, yo."

He grinned. "Ghufehk suna ypuid Rikku. See, you just totally figured out my evil plan, zoto."

[the_merriest]

"Your evil plans lead to snuggly kisses," she giggled. "That makes them seem way less evil than they would otherwise. If you're gonna be really evil, you should work on that."

She nudged her nose against his cheek. "Dryhg oui."

[raspberryturk]

"Oui'na famlusa," he answered, nudging his face back against hers, and then grinning. "You know, that sounds a helluva lot better in Al Bhed than it does in English."

Well, it did. It sounded all... classy, or festive, or something.

Reno would've just went 'meh,' if he hadn't been aiming for Al Bhed. Which, while typically Reno, didn't have half the oomph to it.

[the_merriest]

Rikku laughed. "Rin always greeted people with 'Famlusa!' I think sometimes he was being super-Al Bhed on purpose, just to seem ... showy, to people? As a salesman thing. Maybe that's weird. It's on my voicemail, too. Famlusa, I mean. It just has a nice sort of roll to it. Oui'na famlusa. Seems like someone should bow."

[raspberryturk]

Reno had himself a bit of a chuckle at that.

"I'd bow, but that means easin' offa you, first. And there ain't no fun in that."

Seriously. Day from hell. Not willing at all to back off an inch, here.

[the_merriest]

"I'm too cozy to get up," she murmured, leaning against him with a sigh. "We'll have to bow later. If we 'member."

[raspberryturk]

Reno nodded his agreement and eased back until he couldn't ease back any more.

"Make, like, a note of it, yo. Bow."

It was kinda strange, leaning back and not feeling the pull of his hair getting trapped between his shoulders and the bed.