raspberryturk: (Default)
2009-02-27 05:37 pm

The Chapel On The Ship, Friday Afternoon

Okay, so there had been a bit of drinking, last night. A little. More than a little. A fair bit. A lot.

Reno and Rikku were totally smashed. Which had led to wacky goings on and terrible fashion choices in a completely handwavey manner involving a horrid Hawaiian shirt, even worse shorts, and one of those hideous fish-ties.

There just so happened to be a chapel on the boat. And, in their particular states of inebriated stupidity and horrible misdress, there had been a revelation...

Weddings totally didn't count if you used fake names, right?

And heck, even if they did, they were drunk enough that it seemed like a very good, very hilarious idea, at the time.

[Open chapel is TOTALLY OPEN. Because... Yes. It must be.]
raspberryturk: (So.)
2008-02-17 03:30 pm

Headed Into Town, After Host Club, Sunday

It had been not only that kind of day, but that kind of week. Month. Something. Reno was going to have to make his supply-run into town a quick one, today, as he was fairly certain he was going to be in need of booze after the inevitable conversation with Rikku that they had arranged earlier.

The sober conversation. Where she met him in his room and they figured out what the hell kind of crack they were both on, and then she would leave and he'd binge on whatever the hell the flavor of the day was after his liquor run. He had a little time before that.

He was stalling.

[NFB! For one person in particular.]