Office #7, Thursday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

Damn, he was going to miss this place.

Ah, there was the chair that Reno had sat in on Parents' Weekends. And there was the dust that he'd failed to acknowledge because, so help him, offices meant paperwork, and the last thing Reno wanted to be stuck doing was paperwork. And that was his best coffee mug!

... Smelled like ham.

So far as offices went, Reno kind of sucked at spending time in his, yeah. But that didn't mean he wasn't going to come in to clear out his crap. He and Rikku had handwavily decided that it was time to move on. They were both fighters, adventurers, and while Fandom had the occasional invasion and more Rookies than he could shake a stick at, they could just as well be sweeping dungeons for Tonberries or something. Doing some good in Spira for the Al Bhed. Moving forward, instead of the idle that they'd fallen into as of late.

Oh, hey! There was the pen that had dried out before he'd ever used it and then he'd shoved it into his desk because he was too lazy to make the reach to the wastepaper basket.

Memories.

[Open if anyone has any reason to be in the school poking at the offices over break, or if anyone wants to call his cell or something. This is probably going to be Reno's last open post in Fandom, since he's gotta be outta here by tomorrow, yo.]

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[withoutverona]

"Not even a question," Romeo said firmly. He was shutting all other possibilities out of his mind. "And you had better call Dojima before you leave. I'd not deny you the pleasure of saying goodbye to her, too."

She would have a fit. But Romeo suspected Reno would miss that.

[raspberryturk]

Reno chuckled, idly poking through the items that he'd tossed into the box. Stapler. Staple remover. Mug. Huh. No staples. Would there be staples in Spira?

... What the hell would he be using staples for, anyhow? Shit, it wasn't like the Al Bhed thrived on paperwork or anything.

"I wouldn't dream of takin' off without lettin' Doji know, zoto," he promised. "She'd hunt me down all the way to Spira an' throw a book at my head."

[withoutverona]

"If she had to go that far, she'd pack a while library just to throw it," Romeo laughed. "And your head likely works better without books lodged in it."

[raspberryturk]

"See, that's what I keep tryin' to tell her every time I get smacked with a thesaurus," Reno snorted. "But I guess provin' her point is more important than my ability to remember it again later, yo."

Mmm, head injuries.

[withoutverona]

"You'll learn from the pain," Romeo said airily. He had a feeling it was time to draw this conversation to a close, before he got overly pouty about people moving on. "Anyhow. Godspeed and safe journeys, my friend."