Reno of the Turks (
raspberryturk) wrote2008-03-14 11:57 am
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Room 429, Friday Morning
Sleep. Sleep was good. There wasn't enough sleep in the world, and Reno and Rikku had been up late-ish last night, and now he appeared to be in the bed alone. Hrm.
Reno patted the mattress beside him. Yep. No Rikku.
Hrm.
He cracked open one eye and looked around the room. Oh, there she was.
"Uh. What'cha doin, zoto?"
[For Rikku, who was moddilymodded with permission, yo.]
Reno patted the mattress beside him. Yep. No Rikku.
Hrm.
He cracked open one eye and looked around the room. Oh, there she was.
"Uh. What'cha doin, zoto?"
[For Rikku, who was moddilymodded with permission, yo.]
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"You get your ass sent back in time, I'm gonna hunt down your old granny-ass present self and shake you until your false teeth fall out."
It was a phrase of endearment. Coming from Reno, anyhow.
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