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]

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.