Reno of the Turks (
raspberryturk) wrote2008-03-14 10:09 pm
Room 429, Friday Evening
Reno was looking at the dirty postcard that he had received from Romeo with about as much admiration as agitation.
On one hand, Romeo had pretty sweet taste in women.
On the other hand, the hundred-and-something year old postcard was... a hundred and something years old. Which was going to be problematic, so far as writing Romeo back to thank him for the vintage porn was concerned.
"Say tray jolly yes," Reno decided, butchering the French language as he stood the postcard on his dresser and stepped back to appreciate it. "And so help me, dammit, I'm gonna tell you that to your face, yoto."
[Door's shut, but the post is open like openly open things.Calling all girlfriends, yo.]
On one hand, Romeo had pretty sweet taste in women.
On the other hand, the hundred-and-something year old postcard was... a hundred and something years old. Which was going to be problematic, so far as writing Romeo back to thank him for the vintage porn was concerned.
"Say tray jolly yes," Reno decided, butchering the French language as he stood the postcard on his dresser and stepped back to appreciate it. "And so help me, dammit, I'm gonna tell you that to your face, yoto."
[Door's shut, but the post is open like openly open things.

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"Can't hold it against him, I guess. I'd be a little messed in the head too if I was fixed, yoto."
He could lean in some more, from here, and kiss her. Hooray, a game plan!
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But after that, Rikku snickered. "I can't picture you fixed. You'd be all ..."
Blink. It seriously boggled the mind, here.
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"Yeah. I can't see me fixed either, zoto."
...
More staring.
"You sure know how to make a guy want to learn how to hide his balls inside his spleen, zoto."
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Pause. "A lot more, I mean."
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It would be.
"This is why we're never gonna discuss fixin' the Reno again, zoto."
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Trying not to squirm too much.