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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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

A crate arrived, with:

5 T-bone steaks packed in dry ice
10 frozen dinners, different kinds
1 bottle of scotch, half-frozen
5 cans of frozen orange juice concentrate
More print-outs and plans for home-made water purifiers
A couple of boxes of pasta, better than Ramen
Another seed assortment, low-water vegetables
And an assortment of slinkies and superballs, to keep people entertained

and note: Things going well. Hope they are there too! - Dinah

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

The package Elena finally sent was actually three separate crates, crammed full of groceries. Mostly non-perishables, but there was also some canned fruit and other things that might go bad quickly. That was why she'd paid an arm and leg for overnight shipping.

The note attached:

My class about religion celebrated a holiday today where you break a month-long fast with a huge feast, and then go and take food to people in need. I didn't have the fast, but we had the feast for class, and it seems wrong to take just that part. So ... please take these where they'll do the most good.

-E

Text Message, Late Friday Night

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

dir in fandom. told all. dir not pissed. hate this job but think im ok.

[intraspective]

Ino's text wasn't an emergency or anything but definitely had a strong hint of sulk throughout it. Mostly it was an update... thing.

Aliiive, yo. Got called for training back home and missed most of weekend you were around. Unfair, geez. Am doing fine, promise.

Which was a lie thanks to nightmares, but whatever. Physically she was doing fine. That totally counted.

[intraspective]

Got pictures for you, yo. Was all the text said, and attached were the pictures.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah's latest package included:

6 T-bone steaks
Several boxes of assorted pasta, in funny shapes and colors, albeit delicious
6 frozen dinners
1 can of Cheez Whiz
1 huge bag of Cheetos
12 cans of frozen orange juice
3 bottles of gummy vitamins, with instructions not to get a cold
1 bottle of rum, semi-frozen
5 Hologram pictures, for fun
10 bags of high-grade fertilizer, with instructions
2 bags of peat and moss
10 little pots of buffalo grass cuttings
A fleece vest
Willow tree cuttings, with notes on how the bark can make a decent painkiller/fever-reducer tea

And a note:
You missed killer veggies. Aren't you sad? I'm never getting the tomato juice out of my jeans. Long, long time since the harpies, now.

Also, I can haz boyfriend yay!

Stay safe stay warm stay sane

Dinah

[intraspective]

Ino's text was not particularly informative, but it was rather indicative of her mood:

I hate you sometimes. ><

[intraspective]

Ino might, one day, get tired of texting Reno with random stuff.

Today... was not that day.

wind fire water—which would you choose? got a new sib--she’s cute--and there were some boys who braved shirtlessness and stuff at the picnic. hi!

It totally counted as a report. Or something. Emphasis on something.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Another care package, this one with:

15 mini-slinkies in rainbow colors
10 frozen steaks
12 assorted frozen dinners
12 cans of orange juice-- and pineapple juice for a change
1 bottle of vodka
1 bottle of rum (and a note that said, The squirrels miss you!)
1 big bag assorted seeds
2 big space-heaters, running on batteries or extension cord
1 down comforter (and a note, Is it winter in Midgar yet?)
1 tin of Alfred cookies, nom
3 bottles of multi-vitamins again, yummy gummie ones
Another several bags of dirt.

And a note:

Missed you at New Year's, happy new year anyway! My last semester. Looking out for the rookies like you looked out for me.

Hugs,

Dinah

[intraspective]

[From here!]

"Why would I even care about what gods are right or not? I don't got a god, the way you people think of them and if you think that's a personal problem of mine well maybe you ought to put down the phone or something—I ain't insultin' you for no reason, yeah?"

A beat.

"And if you did want to innuendo at me? It's a bit weird to tell me 'bout that when you're busy going on 'bout gods and sayin' you never did, you know. Might want to change your tactics there."

[raspberryturk]

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[intraspective]

Ino didn't normally send care packages--figuring that if he really actually needed something he'd ask (which may or may not have been a good assumption, but) and knowing that she was better helping him with the plants than... figuring out what to buy.

That didn't stop her, however, after the Weekend From Hell (though the snuggling had been nice) going out and buying as many of Turtle & Canary's chemical heating pads as she could and stuffing them in a crate, by the box, to mail to Reno.

It was a rather large crate, really. She was very pleased with herself for that.

The note that went with it was: For sharing! I know you would anyway, but there's enough here that you'd better keep at least a few for yourself or I will come and beat you to death, got it? The rest can go to the kids and stuff, yeah?

The cold sucks. Suuucks.

-- Ino

[intraspective]

SO.

Sometime around midday, Reno got a picture mailed to him.

Of a crispy-fried gremlin bleeding all over the clinic floor. There was more blood than one of them could account for and if he looked closely he might spot the arm of another dead gremlin just at the edge of the picture.

Ino debated leaving a real message then shrugged. Eh. He'd assume if she was well enough to be mailing pictures that she was well enough anyway.

package!

[heromaniac]

Momoko's glare was apparently effective, and the handwavy NPC delivery guy promised to have the package delivered to Reno ("No, not Nevada. Who's Nevada? It's for my sister's boyfriend, RENO, R-E-N-O!") intact, slightly chilled, and immediately. Why?

Because inside was a small pink box. Inside would be a handful of small handmade chocolate hearts and a note,

"Happy Valentines, Reno!! I made chocolates this year and I was sending some to Rikku and wanted to send you some too! I hope you like them! Hope you're doing okay. Sorry that I keep missing you when you visit Fandom. Your Friend, Momoko"

[intraspective]

Ino wasn't sure how serious the weird fog was but she was trying to get better at keeping people in the loop. Which explained the text she sent out Wednesday morning.

There's strange fog outside and people who go out in it get weird. I haven’t gone out but radio says it’s pretty widespread. Just a heads up--I don't know how serious it is.

It looked silly written out like that but she hit send anyway. They deserved to know, even if it made her feel ridiculous.

It was fog. Weirded out by fog. Ugh.

[intraspective]

It was late Sunday night, Fandom time, when Ino left texts for people:

RENO. I MAYBE HAVE A ROOKIE. \o/ and the fog is gone and monsters are gone and things are getting back to normal and the moon is out, okay, bye!

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

It was getting close to Reno's birthday! So extra supplies for the move were in order:

1 roll of duct tape
1 set of sheets (in case the others got lost)
1 camping lantern (in case the power wasn't on yet)
1 big comforter (in case the heat wasn't on)
1 fluffy pillow (in case his got lost)
1 big roll of plastic (for insulation)
1 box of nails
1 hammer
1 wrench (for any plumbing that doesn't work)
1 bottle of whiskey (when you just want to quit)
10 cans of orange juice concentrate
1 bottle of vodka (to go with the OJ)
5 steaks (to celebrate!)
1 copy of All Quiet on the Western Front
1 copy of Will & Ned's Excellent Journey (as an antidote)
1 bottle ea. of aspirin, Tylenol, Pepto Bismal (in case of getting sick after move)
1 big box of Band-Aids (for accidents while moving)
10 cases of water-purifying tablets
20 pinwheels for decoration and toys for kids
A kite
Paperclips.
And a Fandom High Gremlins T-shirt.

[withoutverona]

"Reno, it's Romeo. Does your apartment have space on the couch for two poor souls coming from Tokyo? We'd get in tomorrow morning, and I want to stay long enough to see you teach Monday. Let us know if you're sentencing us to the cold comfort of a hotel room."

[withoutverona]

Sent with a Dojima on Romeo's lap:

Am at fair in park. Come find us. Hotel gave us champagne suite 4 wknd - party?

[intraspective]

Text sent sometime mid-morning Wednesday:

Max came by yesterday. I _freaked_. Tried to kill him. Spar?

... Ino was not going to win any points for eloquence here, no.

[momslilassassin]

[OOC: From here]

"And you're my teacher, which makes the whole thing extra creepy. Besides, I have a girlfriend. Why does everyone seem to forget that?"

Beat.

"But mini-golf is astral, you're right."

[raspberryturk]

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Crazy Phone Day!

[auntie-vida.livejournal.com]

[From here.]

"Sweet pea, while I encourage a healthy appetite for experimentation, you sound a little bit too young for someone like me. But good look, and if you need any advice, you know where to find me."

Re: Crazy Phone Day!

[raspberryturk]

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