Room 429, Thursday Night
Apr. 3rd, 2008 10:24 pmReno was in a mood. But it wasn't as bad a mood as the one he'd been in on Tuesday when he did his broadcast. A few conversations had, at the very least, helped him get his head on straight again, and he'd picked up a replacement for his duct-taped mess of a laptop at T&C earlier, so he was good to go.
In a mood, but good to go.
He cracked his knuckles, loaded his e-mail up, and started to type his report.
( Oh, Tseng was going to LOVE this. )
Reno was not the greatest typist in the world, but he was sure that his report got the message across pretty clearly.
[The door's closed, but the post is open if anyone has a burning need to stop in to prod Reno.]
In a mood, but good to go.
He cracked his knuckles, loaded his e-mail up, and started to type his report.
( Oh, Tseng was going to LOVE this. )
Reno was not the greatest typist in the world, but he was sure that his report got the message across pretty clearly.
[The door's closed, but the post is open if anyone has a burning need to stop in to prod Reno.]