Edge, Friday Evening

[raspberryturk]

It was one of those rare nights that Reno had managed to score all to himself, off-duty, with not a single reason to worry about Tseng calling him in out of the blue to do some urgent mission or another. Why? Because Rude had the night off, too, and Tseng knew better than to try to call Reno in when Rude would do the job just as well, and without whining about it.

And so, there he was, sprawled backwards on the couch (and doing an admirable job of ignoring the busted springs in his back) and staring up at the ceiling, contemplating where in the world he was supposed to go from here and the obstacles on his way to wherever that turned out to be.

"Winter's coming, yo." He paused, and then, with a faint smirk on his lips, he added, "Fehdan'c lusehk."

At the very least, it wasn't as though he'd be making the trip alone.

[For that girl who speaks the funny language. And sure, open for phone calls or whatever, if you'd like.]

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[raspberryturk]

Reno nodded his agreement to that.

"An' you get right down to it, it ain't just Edge that's broken," Reno noted. "I mentioned Wutai because, shit, ShinRa was at war with 'em and won. Cut off their economy, technology, materia... They need it just as much as we do, yo. They got resources, we got money. Some of that's gotta trade hands somewhere."

A pause, and then a grin.

"An' if your team threw this together usin' scrap, Rikku, then just imagine what a model that ain't a prototype is gonna look like."

[the_merriest]

"I'm fine with it being scrap," she laughed. "We Al Bhed are scavengers, anyway. Scrap works fine and it's cheap. Or you can pay the Wutai people and get better materials, but ... I wanted something that'd work with whatever you guys had lying around."

She stepped onto the hover and glanced over at him. Her eyes were mischievous.

"Someone really ought to give this thing a test drive."

[raspberryturk]

And they had plenty of it lying around, at that. After all, Edge was built out of scrap. Scraps of Midgar.

"A test drive, hm?" Reno shot her a crooked little grin in return. "You got the keys to this rig?"

[the_merriest]

"Of course," Rikku chirped. "And this is totally in the interests of science. We have to make sure it works, right?"

That and, come on, hovers were sweet. She hadn't been on one in ages.