Tseng's Office, Edge, Wednesday Evening

[raspberryturk]

Okay. Reno could do this. Reno had made a decision, and he was a big boy, here. He was totally capable of telling the Boss that he was going to set forth to do one thing that was actually good for him for the first time in damn near a year, now.

Damn near? It had been a year, hadn't it? Shit, how time flew.

Really, this would be easy. This was a matter of lifting his hand, like so, and rapping his knuckles against the door, like so, and then waiting.

And hoping to Ramuh that Tseng wasn't actually in his office, so that he could just resort to leaving him a note along the lines of 'Going 2 Fandom, BRB Maybe' instead.

Reno thought that the 'maybe' would have been a nice touch.

[For the aforementioned NPC employer, who will be played by findingelena today because she is awesome. NFB and NFI and all of that good stuff, otherwise.]

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[turk_mailman]

"I don't know what to make of you!" Tseng snapped. "All that we Turks have ever had is one another. First you, then Elena, heading off to some island, unsure if you'd even care to return. Is Rude next? Some days I wonder why I didn't dismantle us two years ago, after ShinRa fell. It might have saved everyone some time."

[raspberryturk]

Reno nodded a little. His gaze was moving, now, from the flowers to the ruins that rested over the cliff and beyond the wastes.

He'd just told Tseng that he was leaving, and had then dragged him to his best friend's gravesite. He could see how the boss would be less than pleased.

"I gave you my reasons, an' I gave you the options. I'll give you a day to think on it. A day'll be enough time for me to pack and book a portal for Saturday. You get me part time, or not at all, yo." Reno shrugged, turning to head back to the hover. "Take it or leave it, Tseng."

He paused, glancing over his shoulder, offering a cockeyed grin.

"Maybe instead of wastin' all my first pay on porn and booze if you force me to quit, I'll buy you a friggin' vacation somewhere. Looks like Edge is killin' you as much as it's killin' the rest of us, zoto."

[turk_mailman]

He wasn't going to dignify the latter with a response. He was perfectly fine. Why Reno pretended everything had such drama to it, he would never know.

"You'll have my answer by tomorrow, then," he said curtly.

He was going to follow Reno back to the hover. A shame he couldn't head in another direction, entirely. But it would be lunacy to walk back to Edge.

He was, it should be noted, still tempted.