raspberryturk: (Headtilt)
Reno of the Turks ([personal profile] raspberryturk) wrote2009-01-15 09:42 pm

Room 308, Thursday Evening

Okay. So, the plan tonight was supposed to be pajamas and movies, or whatever. But Reno didn't have pajamas. So he was going to settle for one of his rude t-shirts. But he had no idea where they went. Probably the same place as his jacket, two pairs of his pants, all of his white dress-shirts, and every single sock that didn't have holes in it.

So Reno was knocking at Rikku's door tonight in one of his blue dress-shirts. The one with the pinstripes that he'd bought from Romeo at Pixie Dust back when there had actually been a Pixie. Socks, he didn't need. Socks were stupid, anyhow.

He came bearing potato chips! Knock knock!

[For the girl who lives here!]
the_merriest: (saaaaaaaayyyy ...)

[personal profile] the_merriest 2009-01-16 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Does that mean you don't get good odds for him?" Rikku asked. "Since everyone knows he's gonna win?"

She shivered, at the nipping. Nipping was good.

"When do you wanna go? If you do. I mean. We don't have to."

It cost a lot of money, and Reno generally didn't like going back to Gaia, and all that.
the_merriest: (whoa cool)

[personal profile] the_merriest 2009-01-16 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh my gosh," she giggled. "No way. Seriously? The dark seedy criminal underbelly of fat chochos and moogle mascots? I am so there. You think I can lift anyone's wallet? Might make up that entrance fee pretty fast."

Because, clearly, the smart thing to do in a criminal underground was to steal from people.
the_merriest: (thief)

[personal profile] the_merriest 2009-01-16 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"I never get busted," Rikku said loftily. "But I don't want to steal from people who aren't the criminal underbelly whatever types, so I hope you can pick 'em out, zoto."

Theft wasn't fun if you weren't stealing from bad guys.

This date was gonna be awesome.
the_merriest: (hanging out grinning)

[personal profile] the_merriest 2009-01-17 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
"We could make a game of it," Rikku bounced. "I mean. You're getting better at the whole pickpocketing thing. We could set handicaps, make bets, all of it. 'I can get that guy, over there, the one with the bodyguards ... even without bumping into him. And if I do, you owe me a drink.'"