Edge, Thursday Evening

[raspberryturk]

"I'm friggin' bored," Reno announced, possibly to nobody in particular, possibly to the bowl of beans that he'd picked. "Bored bored bored."

The beans said nothing.

"You know how bored I am?"

The beans waited patiently for a reply.

"I'm so friggin' bored, I'm talkin' to string beans."

This was what happened when Reno got himself suspended from duty for two weeks.

Fear.

[NFB for distance, as usual, but totally open for phone calls!]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah squinted at that, then shrugged. "If it's not making you radioactive or blowing up, it's good." Maybe frozen dinners? Turtle would know how to do this.

And no, it wasn't guilt doing this; that would be her compulsive checking on Zack for the next few weeks, that he didn't disappear or change his mind about going home or anything. This, this was what you just did for a friend who was stationed somewhere kinda boring and with limited food, who was doing his job, and who could leave but never would.

"I'm so getting you a food care package. Just for some variety. If I can't spice up your work day, at least your meals can be more fun."

[raspberryturk]

"I'm already as radioactive as I'm gonna get," Reno promised solemnly, and then laughed. "You guys are all too damn good to me, zoto. There any way I can pay you back for that?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Pffttt. Come to Homecoming? Tell more stories, buy me booze then." Dinah smiled. "Consider it payback for not laughing at me when I yakked after the harpies. And listening to me panic on your answering machine off and on." She sighed. "Someday, I'll call when it's good news. I swear."

[raspberryturk]

"Hey, freak out on my answerin' machine all you like, Rookie. It gives me somethin' to listen to on the boring days, yo."

People's voices! He remembered what those sounded like!

"But homecoming, I can do."

He'd be there if he had to skip shifts or tie Tseng up and leave him in a closet or something.