Reno of the Turks (
raspberryturk) wrote2010-12-30 05:02 pm
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Junon, Gaia, Thursday Afternoon
Junon, Reno supposed, wasn't half bad. Sure as hell better than Edge, which he couldn't wait to get the hell out of, especially after that weird-assed argument in Tseng's kitchen.
Tseng's ex-kitchen, Reno supposed.
He was sitting in a hole-in-the-wall restaurant on one of the city's lower levels, the world's crappiest coffee slowly dissolving a coffee mug in one hand, waiting for somebody in particular. He'd left Edge a little early, dragged a few of the boxes of paperwork along with him so that Rude wouldn't have to haul it all here, and then he'd started to poke around.
Yeah, Junon had suffered a bit since WEAPON's attack. But then, where the hell hadn't?
... Besides Kalm. Lucky, lucky-assed Kalm.
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Tseng's ex-kitchen, Reno supposed.
He was sitting in a hole-in-the-wall restaurant on one of the city's lower levels, the world's crappiest coffee slowly dissolving a coffee mug in one hand, waiting for somebody in particular. He'd left Edge a little early, dragged a few of the boxes of paperwork along with him so that Rude wouldn't have to haul it all here, and then he'd started to poke around.
Yeah, Junon had suffered a bit since WEAPON's attack. But then, where the hell hadn't?
... Besides Kalm. Lucky, lucky-assed Kalm.
[Open for anyone who might want to call, or who has reason to be in Junon!]
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"Yeah." He nodded. "Yeah, I can do that, yo."
If Zack was playing the role of puppy in this situation, Reno would be more than happy to take up the part of 'rabid junkyard watchdog.' It's just what he did.