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!]

Comments

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

*ring*

The hard part was, Dinah really wanted to talk to Reno, but also felt like he'd never want to talk to her again. And maybe she deserved it.

[intraspective]

Ino was taking a break from studying, still up on the roof, and figuring that... she probably ought to tell him she was still in, like, one piece.

Or something.

Funny how near-complete avoidance of everyone ever let her get around that little talking about things issue.

Ring ring, as you do.

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

Elena didn't ever expect to have to make this particular phone call.

But she did the job.

So she answered his "yo" with "Reno. You've sprung a leak."

[the_merriest]

Ring! Ring! Even her ringtone was chipper. It was a super power.

(Okay, it was the fact that he'd set her ringtone to Cuban Pete. Details.)