raspberryturk: (Lounging)
Reno of the Turks ([personal profile] raspberryturk) wrote2009-11-27 07:50 pm

Edge, Friday Evening

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.]
glacial_queen: (Head-tilt Amused)

[personal profile] glacial_queen 2009-12-01 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks. I just might do that." Inwardly, Karla was reminding herself that not all worlds worked like hers (Hell's fire, even her world wasn't working like hers right now) and she couldn't just automatically fall into familiar behavior patterns with random males. "And I'm generally a low-maintenance guest. Especially since Elena's already threatened me with chocobos and other random tattoos." He could probably hear her grinning over the line. "I've promised to be good."

Actually, that joke reminded her of another promise. One she should probably mention. "Elena warned me about timelines," she added, her voice also switching over to Srs Bizness mode. "I'm not saying anything to anyone. It isn't right to gamble with other peoples' lives. Not like that. So...yeah. I know how to keep a secret."
glacial_queen: (Glancing Up)

[personal profile] glacial_queen 2009-12-01 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes," Karla's voice was soft but firm. "She said that saving the world happened by the slimmest of margins and that even the slightest change might tip the balance. That's what I meant when I said I don't gamble with peoples' lives. Changing something might save them, sure--but it also might just as easily lead to their deaths. If two people from the world in question who are up to their necks dealing with the aftermath don't want to change anything, it isn't my place to go against them. I have enough on my conscience without adding the fate of an entire world that isn't even mine."