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raspberryturk) wrote2009-05-24 02:22 pm
raspberryturk) wrote2009-05-24 02:22 pm
Edge, Saturday Afternoon
It was a good thing that Bat Eyes were so damn easy to take down, Reno mused, as he wiped some bloody monster sludge off of his baton and onto his pant leg. Things had been busy in Edge over the past few days. A few monsters had wandered into the outskirts of the town out of the ruins of what used to be the Midgar slums, and they were having their hungry ways with the locals.
Which suited Reno just fine. He got the pleasure of being hired on by the WRO in order to take care of the threat while they continued working on setting up their military, and on top of the pay that they were giving him to deal with the job, he got to keep whatever the monsters dropped when he took them down, too. Mostly ethers and bubblegum money, but he could live with that.
He finished rummaging through what was left of the corpse of the last one as it faded away to join the lifestream, or whatever it was that dead monsters did, and then he took a seat on the nearest bench, sprawling out, looking up at the bluish-gray haze of sky above him, pulling out his phone, and turning it on.
Sometimes, rebuilding wasn't really so bad after all.
[For anybody who wants to phone or be phoned! NFB for distance, of course! Zack-related spoilers throughout the threads. Read at your own risk, yo.]
Which suited Reno just fine. He got the pleasure of being hired on by the WRO in order to take care of the threat while they continued working on setting up their military, and on top of the pay that they were giving him to deal with the job, he got to keep whatever the monsters dropped when he took them down, too. Mostly ethers and bubblegum money, but he could live with that.
He finished rummaging through what was left of the corpse of the last one as it faded away to join the lifestream, or whatever it was that dead monsters did, and then he took a seat on the nearest bench, sprawling out, looking up at the bluish-gray haze of sky above him, pulling out his phone, and turning it on.
Sometimes, rebuilding wasn't really so bad after all.
[For anybody who wants to phone or be phoned! NFB for distance, of course! Zack-related spoilers throughout the threads. Read at your own risk, yo.]
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His ego needed its own apartment, really. There wasn't room enough for the two of them.
"I should probably get goin' before another wave of Bat Eyes starts tryin' to eat the locals, though. You take care of yourself, huh? Maybe I'll start randomly sendin' you pictures of Midgar eye-candy just to keep you wonderin' if there's someone on Gaia who ain't pretty."
There had been, actually. But the ugly people were all dead, now.
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Huh. That had the weirdest friggin' ring to it ever.
"You better be, or I'll come back an' make sure you are, yo."
That was supposed to be a threat, somehow. Reno was perhaps losing his touch.
"See you 'round, What's-yer-name."
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