Voicemail

[raspberryturk]

Yo. This is Reno, obviously not answering the phone. If you knew how to call my phone in the first place, you sure as hell know how to leave a message. Oh, look. A beep, yo.

Beep!

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[the_merriest]

It took Rikku a couple seconds after the beep to start talking, in a weirdly flat voice different from her usual bounce.

"Hey. It's me. I had to go on a ... thing. End of the world again 'n Mel kinda died except she didn't. We just ... thought she did. I'm all covered in ... demon goo and blood and guts and I think I gotta shower."

She hung up without realizing she hadn't said 'good-bye,' much less 'please come here when you get back,' which was the whole reason she'd called in the first place.

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"Yo Reno!" Murdock's giddiness probably came through the machine loud and clear. "I got us a line on a chopper. Give me a holler and let me know when's good for ya."

There was a faint, yet distinct Whooooooo! coming through the line just before it went dead.

[raspberryturk]

If anybody wondered at the loud "Whooooooooo!" that emanated from room 429 sometime Friday afternoon, it wasn't anything to be worried about, really.

It was just Reno, getting this message before feverishly checking his schedule to see what day he had free. It would have to be a day, dammit, because once he got up into the air, the only thing he was coming down for was fuel.

[I'll ping you tonight after work if you're on to talk about what day works for the both of us. :) Yay, chopper!]

Text Message, July 2

[the_merriest]

Text Message:

do u miss me? im wearing something hot!!!

Re: Text Message, July 2

[raspberryturk]

Text Message:

where r u?? wat u warin?

[atreideslioness]

"Reno? It's Ghanima Atreides. I've been called out of town on an emergency, and it is doubtful I will return by Monday. Notes are on my desk if you need them, but you and Miss Summers may do as you wish with the class, as long as you don't permanently traumatize anyone."

"Good luck."

[withoutverona]

"Hello, it's Romeo. I've been called home for a few days. There shouldn't be any trouble there, but please keep an eye on Yurika, make sure she's not a bunny again, all of that. And tell Rikku I'll call her if I get a chance.

I'll be back within a week. Goodbye until then!"

[the_merriest]

"It's me, please come down here as soon as you get this. It's Romeo. He got shot. We're at the clinic and he's okay, I mean, he's gonna be okay, everything's fine, but -- y'know. Okay. Love you. Bye."

[saveyoulater.livejournal.com]

"Reno? It's Sarah Walker from the comics store. I have an extra piece of freelance work for you. Could you meet me on the mainland this afternoon in the diner at handwavey hendwavey? Thanks."

[OOC: Grab me on Gchat when you get on and I'll make the post.]

[intraspective]

Ino sounded slightly cross, and a bit tired, though neither was directed at him, when she called late afternoon.

"Hey, you," she said, not bothering to say her name or anything, "you busy tonight? Or have you time to look at a scroll you'll find pretty interesting? It's quality literature, I promise."

[intraspective]

"In the preserve," she said, calling back, and a bit more cheerful now. "Late night. You'll spot the lanterns."

Phone Wacky!

[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

[From here (http://swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com/645.html?thread=65413#t65413).]

"Hey, I have no idea what the hell either but I am so very not into you anyhow. You're fucking delusional. Seek help."

Re: Phone Wacky!

[raspberryturk]

[Continued here!]

[iamnotallgirl]

(From here)

Oh mal. Oh, mal, mal, mal. Who told you?? You cannot be serious, but if you are, I'm so sorry, I wouldn't wish this on anybody. And--God--no I don't want to form a club, are you crazy? I don't want to talk about this--I--maybe it's better if we pretend this never happened, okay?

[raspberryturk]

[Continued here!]

[bitchprince]

[[ from here! ]]

"I've never mentioned you having any problems. Except that you appear to be clearly deranged. Stop it."

[raspberryturk]

[Replied here!]

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"I've never played pool. In fact I don't know if I'd even be able to lift the stick, so that doesn't really surprise me."

[Responding to this.]

[raspberryturk]

[Continued here!]

Phone Madness

[konoha-flash.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I just wanted to let you know that Wade told me about you two hooking up finally. If you hurt him I'm going to hunt you down and gut you. Okay? Talk to you later.

Re: Phone Madness

[raspberryturk]

[Continued here!]

Phone Crazy

[talon-wraith.livejournal.com]

"Hold on a minute, sex on a park bench? With binders!?"

Pause.

"When I said I would work for you, that was never something that I agreed to!"

Re: Phone Crazy

[raspberryturk]

[Replied here!]

Phone Hijinxs!

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

[From here!]

"You couldn't tire me out if you tried. Just tell me where you are and I'll mosey on down there and I'll be in charge while you beg me to touch you, how's that?"

Re: Phone Hijinxs!

[raspberryturk]

[Replied here!]

[defeats-buses.livejournal.com]

[From here (http://defeats-buses.livejournal.com/899.html?thread=13699#t13699)!]

"GREETINGS!" A longish pause. "Ah-hahaha! It's all right, peasant! I am a fair, and just prince! There is no need to call the law! I have a sword!" A beat. "Have you no words? I cannot hear you! What was tha-"

[raspberryturk]

[Replied here!]

[the_merriest]

(From here!)

"Desperate!? I'm not desperate! Fine, I'll just leave my clothes on from now on! Not like you were gonna get to see that anyway! You have some nerve!"

[raspberryturk]

[Replied here!]

[blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com]

[From here (http://blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com/805.html?thread=22565#t22565)!]

"I'm sorry, but I think you need your eyes checked if you think I am deserving to be called 'Mister' rather than 'Miss'. And if you ever do attempt to 'kick my ass', though I do not remember threatening you, I will be forced to defend myself and I'm afraid the ocean is quite cold this time of the year, so I'd rather you didn't."

[raspberryturk]

[Sent here!]

[withoutverona]

[Phone day hangover!]

"Reno? Are you angry at me? Peace, friend, peace. We should talk before you try to kick my ass or call me a girl. I'm at work."

[intraspective]

Ino was going to make it to sleep eventually, really. But she'd made a promise to call and demand a time for rhino killing, so that was doable before she fell over.

Ino had heard a wee tiny bit about the zombies. Just a smidgen. So her voice was utterly ridiculously cheerful and normal in the hopes that this would, in some way, be comforting even if she wasn't sure if he needed comforting. Whatever. Maybe he'd just think she was in a good mood. That worked too. "Reeeeeeno! I'm back and there's a rhino that needs to learn better, don't you think? Call me when you're good to go 'bout it, yeah?"

She was vaguely proud of herself for not mentioning anything about death, coming back to life, or anything at all in that call. And yet, he'd still totally know what she meant.

[intraspective]

"Guess what's living in my closet right now?" she chirped into the phone, during lunch, and laughed before hanging up.

Because, really, he knew her.

Letter, Sent Late Tuesday Fandom-Time, Arriving Thursday or Friday (Probably)

[the_merriest]

Dear Reno,

It's Tuesday, and I miss you. I guess I wanted to start with the obvious ones?

So, I'm back home. Not home, really. I'm on Besaid. Besaid is pretty cool. It's where Yunie grew up. Everyone here used to be Yevonites, but they were also Crusaders -- the people that fought Sin themselves, when they could. The Crusaders even joined the Al Bhed for Operation Mi'ihen, so ... I mean, it went really really badly, but they were willing to trust that we were trying to help, before anybody thought we were okay. So I shouldn't be surprised, but I am. They joined the Youth League! Almost everybody, I mean. I think most of them started the Youth League.

Okay, so, the Youth League, those are the people saying that New Yevon shouldn't be in charge, and that the Machine Faction is pretty cool. I don't remember how much of all of this I've told you, so.

Anyway. I was all worried, but nobody seems to mind me staying here. I don't think I'm gonna be staying here, like, all the time? But I have a hut, and I put my stuff in it, so I have a home-of-sorts to come back to.

Pops is still on the ship, because Pops is stubborn as all get-out. He can visit me here if he needs to.

The downside: there aren't towers anywhere near Besaid (yet!!) -- so I didn't have a signal last night, or one today. Today we're Taking the Day Off. Everyone assumes that I'm all tired and jet-lagged. I'm not, but if I take the day off, then Yunie will, too, and she needs it. We're headed off to Guadosalam tomorrow, unless Kilika was first? I'm not sure. I'll keep my phone with me, promise.

Wakka is gonna watch Petey whenever I have to be off with Yunie. Petey warmed right up to him. It's adorable. The little kids in town love him, too. (Petey, I mean. Not Wakka.)

So, what else is new? Yunie wants to get married, but is worried that it would have to be a huge political thing. I'm telling her to do whatever she wants, but she's not listening yet.

I'm picking up some gorgeous silk bolts for Dojima. You wouldn't believe the pretty things they make here on Besaid. And I'm gonna see about getting some potions and stuff like that for Arthur's group back home.

I also have a weird question for you. That WRO group that Reeve's running - do they need money? Lots of times, people do, and then other times, they need warm bodies to help a lot more than money, so money doesn't actually help anything. If they do, can you send me their address? I still have money left in my saving-the-world fund. If anyone can put it to good use, they probably can, right?

I keep hearing something funny and thinking, "Gosh, wait till I tell Reno that one." Or seeing something neat and wanting to call you over to look. Missing you sucks, zoto.

Yunie snuck into my hut last night and caught me crying. She doesn't snuggle as well as you do, but she's pretty cozy all the same.

I should go. Petey is trying to chew on my pen, which is why my handwriting is so bad. I mean, it always is, but it's worse right now. You know what I mean, right?

You usually do.

E muja oui. So much, so much, so much.

Yours,
-Rikku

Special Delivery!

[withoutverona]

A crate, containing:
- 3 large bottles Everclear
- 3 bottles dark rum, in the brand favored by the radio squirrels
- A box of ferret treats
- A book of photos of beaches that, by sheer coincidence, all happened to have girls in skimpy bikinis walking along them
- A note from Romeo, involving variations on the "Take care of yourself, I miss you, posse forever, and I've been practicing with my rod" theme.

Romeo occasionally lived up to his promises.

[bitchprince]

At and around 2:15 Fandom Time, Reno's phone may have registered the following:

"Reeeeeno. Don't-- don't eat your beans."

There was a pause.

"I'm talking to a chunk of metal. That's not insane in the slightest. I'm not even sure if this actually communicates anything or I am mere-- mer. Just. Delusional. Being delusional could explain a lot. Does Zack always talk about swords all the time? Oh, wait, I'm gonna-- I'm going outside. Leto snores. Is this still made of metal? I am going to go outside, so I can throw--"

Crackle. Beep beep, beep.

"Too many buttons. Why is there so little to kill around here?"

Crash.

"I am a rockstar, Reno."

End message.