Room 501, Friday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

Reno was sitting cross-legged on his bed, a stack of photocopied papers spread out on the sheets in front of him. He was ignoring his laundry, which probably ought to get done before his roomie could notice the red streaks across the back of one of his white shirts. And he was ignoring his report to Tseng, which he usually ignored anyhow until the very last minute or whenever the angry e-mails started to pour in. And he was focusing entirely on making stupid sounds without sounding too stupid.

"Oui pnayg so ... hekrd. Ed ec lumt eh dra dnaac?"

...

"Drec ec lnywo. Cdnyhka. Pydrnuus nupud lyhto bahkiehc."

Reno sounded like an idiot and he hated everything.


[That Reno is making stupid sounds is totally fine to mention on radio, that the stupid sounds are Al Bhed is totally NFB, please. <3 I leave for work in 20 minutes. Am available for slowplay much later tonight though, if you really want to have strange words thrown at you.]

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[raspberryturk]

Reno was going to stare some more.

"Maybe just stick to 'yo,' Tamaki."

Rikku sounded better than the both of them when she said 'yoto,' after all.

...

DAMMIT.

[princetragique.livejournal.com]

"Yo," Tamaki repeated experimentally, "Yo! Yo! Haha!"

He thought he sounded pretty darn cool.

[raspberryturk]

This was met with an eyeroll.

"You're a yo-yo alright." He looked at Tamaki, eyebrow raised. "So, what does a host DO, anyhow?"

[princetragique.livejournal.com]

Tamaki spun on his heel and bowed with a flourish, smiling up at Reno. "A host donates his time to entertain young ladies, who also have time, and make them feel like princesses. We make their dreams come true in a safe and lovely environment. There is nothing impure about a host's intentions, we simply sit with our designations and tell them what they want to hear."

He winked.

[raspberryturk]

"So, you tell 'em what they want to hear, true or not, and the lyin' to 'em is somehow... not impure?"

Reno didn't follow.

[princetragique.livejournal.com]

"I hardly see how giving them a real life daydream is a lie," Tamaki replied, somewhat indignantly.

[raspberryturk]

Reno deadpanned at Tamaki.

"If it's a daydream, it's not real, right? Nothin's ever gonna come of the words I say to these girls?"

[princetragique.livejournal.com]

"Of course not," Tamaki said. "You are just putting a smile on the face of a young lady by giving her some of your precious time."

He smiled, fondly thinking of his times at Ouran Academy. The Host Club was his passion, and he was very excited to be beginning one at Fandom.

[raspberryturk]

... So it was a lie?

Reno still didn't really follow, but whatever.

"Okay. So essentially I'm bein' pimped out for company."

[princetragique.livejournal.com]

Tamaki would not have necessarily put it that way. In fact, Reno's way of paraphrasing sort of frightened him.

"S-something like that?"

[raspberryturk]

"The girls are payin' money for this?"

This was an important question.