#7verse

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Hands in pockets, Reno slipped inside the office and, with his foot, nudged the door closed. A playful air surrounded him as he sauntered towards Scarlet and sat on the side of her desk. Reno never liked Heidegger to begin with, and would never forgive him for doing the Turks dirty. So a little bit of revenge wouldn’t do any harm.

“As you’ve probably read in my file, I lived the slum life before joinin’ here. And what do we know about slum kids?” He raised his left hand out of his pocket, a set of keys dangling from his fingers.

“We can be wicked little thieves”

Tseng glanced up from his desk at the flash of red standing in his office doorway.

“Ah, Reno. You and Rude have been quite down as of late. Not to say I don’t understand.” He stood from his desk and met Reno in the doorway, ever stoic. “How would you like to go to a bar tonight? We three. I have a night off.”

“A bar, huh?” The idea was intriguing and would certainly take their minds off everything. Plus it seemed like Tseng was offering to pay so how could he say no? Plus he had an idea to make the night better.

Reno watched as the puzzle pieces cascaded around the room and heard one of the researchers groan. With a sigh, he continued playing with his coin as it appeared it was the only thing that kept Kadaj’s interest besides the puzzle. The petulant childishness, while annoying, did remind him of himself when he first joined ShinRa.

Bleeding/Injury Sentence Starters Part 2

Spiritual successor to this

Okay, really? First Roche and now Elena, despite the fact he ventured to his room to cover the injury as best he could before clocking in for work. Hell, even Tseng gave him a questioning look and offered him a scarf to cover it. Why was everyone asking him the same damn thing?

“Does it matter what it is?” he responded with exhaustion. Yesterday being his vacation day certainly didn’t help things at all, but it was innocent, really. “I was foolin’ around and got shot in the neck with a toy gun.”

Send “What am I to you?” for my muse’s response!

“Hm?”

The question caught Reno’s attention as he stood in front of the Turks’ coffee pot. Just the two of them stood in the break room, Elena by the door, blocking any chance of escaping like a regular person. Both were uncharacteristically quiet as fatigue swept through the department, with Reno self-designated to coffee duty.

“Why the sudden question?” Not that he didn’t have an answer or wasn’t going to answer it, it was just peculiar how out of the blue it was. Coffee was poured into the four cups before they were stuffed into a takeaway tray. As he scooted towards Elena, he plucked her cup out the tray and handed it to her.

“Hiccups are actually a pretty rare occurrence for me. ‘Sides, they usually go away on their own”

The chronic compulsive lying has arrived. Who knew you could start hiccuping from just breathing wrong? Due to his body clocking faster than it should be, Reno can start hiccuping at any time if his breathing leaves its normal rhythm (e.g. he breathes a little too early once or twice). They do sometimes go away on their own but his record so far is 5 minutes straight. He has been threatened for it.

He’s tried different techniques, including manually breathing, but very few of them work so he just suffers.

Tell me what you think my muse is afraid of and they’ll rate it 1-10 based on how uncomfortable it makes them.

Please enjoy, this wasn’t supposed to be so long @_@