Room 504, The Arms Hotel, Sunday Evening

[raspberryturk]

Okay, so there'd been that dance last night. And there'd been training with Ghanima, and plenty of drinking, and then Fight Club, and now there was to be even more drinking. Because that was just how Reno rolled.

He'd kind of given up on the two-mouthful drinks that could be purchased from the minibar, and so he'd made a handwavey booze run earlier in the day, and he was now good and stocked up with everything from Absolut to the ingredients to slosh together a Flaming Zombie.

The name seemed fitting. Reno kinda had to, here.

Oh yeah, and there were the partners in crime.

[Come one, come all! The booze is free!]

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Re: Arrive! Mingle!

[intraspective]

She took another sip of her bottle. "Throw seeds in, on the outskirts of an area," Ino said. "See if anything happens. No doubt you can throw far enough to stick away from the radiation, and if things start growing, then you can figure out what to do next and how to get the plants. Important thing is to see if they'd grow."

Re: Arrive! Mingle!

[raspberryturk]

"I already had my doses of mako," Reno replied with a snort. "Gettin' in and outta there fast enough to plant and grab probably wouldn't be a big issue for me anyhow, so long as I got Ghanima's trainin' behind me, too."

Seriously. Run in, drop seeds, flee. Run in, grab leaves, flee again. Don't blink, you'll miss it.

"I think the big thing would be findin' stuff that can grow in the sand, without too much water. Midgar's been sittin' in the middle of a desert for what's gotta be more than twenty years, now. I dunno, I ain't been around that long, myself."

Re: Arrive! Mingle!

[intraspective]

She considered that for a moment.

"I'll think about it," she said, frowning. "And try to think of something that doesn't need a whole tree to grow before you can eat anything off of it. Maybe prickly pears."