[Reno either doesn't notice Rude's surly bodyguard act or doesn't care. Hell, maybe he's used to it. But so far as he's concerned, anyone trying to get him drunk is doing him a favor and everyone else a disservice, seeing as how he can still hold his own in a fight three sheets to the wind and then some.
The look he gives Rude at the suggestion of dish washing duty is nothing short of horrified.]
The hell kinda professional d'you think I am? [He tosses back another of the shots for dramatic effect.] Like I don't got a whole list of credit card numbers just waitin' to be used and abused, yo. Scarlet's gonna regret that last write-up. Disciplinary action my ass...
[ Rude takes another of the shots and downs it as well. ] And you are going to waste that on booze in a bar and not an all-inclusive three-week stay at a resort?
Okay, first of all-- [Reno must be uncharacteristically conscious of how much he's drinking, seeing as how he shoves almost all the rest of the shots in Rude's direction.]
I ain't wastin' nothin', seein' as how we still don't know who's buyin' all these shots. [He knocks one back like he's proving a point.]
Second, I know you were there for both of the Costa fiascos, whether you remember or not. Let's just say goin' all-out with the brass' gold cards? Not the wisest move. Gotta keep the thievery on the down-low to get the most bang for our buck, yeah?
Fair enough. But she is still going to have your hide when she finds out you have been stealing. [ Rude has no doubt that Reno can handle whatever she tries to throw at him.
He takes another couple of shots. ]
Still, too bad, I would not have said no to some R&R far away from all this. [ He gestures to the city around them ]
[Not only can Reno handle what's more than likely coming his way -- it's hard to dish out any truly effective punishment when Reno mostly just tends to like it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Still, Rude's words have Reno pausing with a shot-class halfway to his mouth.]
That so? [Impossibly blue eyes peer sidelong at his partner, one stupidly groomed eyebrow raising in interest.]
[The shot glass in Reno's hand hits the sticky bar top with a soft clink, amber liquid still full to the brim and apparently forgotten for the moment. He swivels on his chair to face Rude fully now, eyes narrowing in what might have been a shrewd look on anyone else. On Reno it just looks... Well. Reno.]
...ooookay. Now's about the time to fill your boy in on what the hell's up with you, pard. [Without a thought, the shot he'd just abandoned is shoved in Rude's direction.]
'Cause the way you're talkin's makin' me think you got a damn good reason wantin' to make yourself scarce. What don't I know?
[Reno's second-in-command for a good reason, not to mention one of the longest standing Turks of them all. Point being, Reno's poker face is about as impeccable as they come. Were anyone other than Rude sitting across from him, they wouldn't see a thing. Rude, though? Rude is one of the only people alive who would see that Reno has a reaction to that particular infobomb being dropped, though what that reaction means is anyone's guess. It's there and gone so fast it's like the reaction never happened... Except. Rude.
Reno's response is delayed by just a beat too long as well, which is even stronger evidence that he was not aware of that particular tidbit of gossip, no. His slow whistle seals the deal.]
...I'm hearin' Wutai's nice this time of year?
[No, he's not, but it's about as far from Midgar as you can get.]
[Reno's expression remains oddly serious -- sober, even, and how often does that happen? -- as he continues to study Rude, chin resting on the gloved knuckles of one hand. Anyone who doesn't know better might think Reno's actually taking the time and effort to consider something, to weigh his options and carefully analyze the situation... But that would be just fuckin' disturbing as shit, now wouldn't it?]
...you really think he'll reassign you? [It's hardly a question, more of a passing thought Reno hadn't fully intended to say aloud. Or hadn't realized he'd said aloud. Doesn't matter anyway, since they both know Tseng would absolutely reassign Rude without a second thought if that were the most convenient fix to an awkward situation. Especially if the L'il Prez is involved now.
This time, it's Reno himself who signals the bartender, though he orders a pint of beer instead of another round of shots as he swivels back on his stool to face the countertop.]
So we pick up some missions. [No question whatsoever that Reno's going wherever Rude is going. That's a given at all times.] The SOLDIER greens do it all the time, right? Part of their Basic? And part of the side shit we're technically s'posed to be doin' in our down time anyway? Seems to me we're overdue to clear out some grunt work... Some grunt work just happens to be real, real far from Midgar.
[ Rude nods. They both know Tseng would. Reno@s suggestion he makes him nod. It sounds like it is a good plan, and it does help that they can frame it as work and not vacation. Except...]
As long as we take some time to find some cool clubs or shit.
We could also go on one of those scouting missions, find new prospects for SOLDIER
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The look he gives Rude at the suggestion of dish washing duty is nothing short of horrified.]
The hell kinda professional d'you think I am? [He tosses back another of the shots for dramatic effect.] Like I don't got a whole list of credit card numbers just waitin' to be used and abused, yo. Scarlet's gonna regret that last write-up. Disciplinary action my ass...
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And you are going to waste that on booze in a bar and not an all-inclusive three-week stay at a resort?
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I ain't wastin' nothin', seein' as how we still don't know who's buyin' all these shots. [He knocks one back like he's proving a point.]
Second, I know you were there for both of the Costa fiascos, whether you remember or not. Let's just say goin' all-out with the brass' gold cards? Not the wisest move. Gotta keep the thievery on the down-low to get the most bang for our buck, yeah?
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He takes another couple of shots. ]
Still, too bad, I would not have said no to some R&R far away from all this. [ He gestures to the city around them ]
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Still, Rude's words have Reno pausing with a shot-class halfway to his mouth.]
That so? [Impossibly blue eyes peer sidelong at his partner, one stupidly groomed eyebrow raising in interest.]
What kinda 'away' you picturin'?
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Could do a cruise again. [ Rude takes another shotglass. ] Anywhere away from here really.
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...ooookay. Now's about the time to fill your boy in on what the hell's up with you, pard. [Without a thought, the shot he'd just abandoned is shoved in Rude's direction.]
'Cause the way you're talkin's makin' me think you got a damn good reason wantin' to make yourself scarce. What don't I know?
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Walked in on some shit I shouldn't have and I am pretty sure Tseng is going to have me reassigned.
You know about him and the veep?
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Reno's response is delayed by just a beat too long as well, which is even stronger evidence that he was not aware of that particular tidbit of gossip, no. His slow whistle seals the deal.]
...I'm hearin' Wutai's nice this time of year?
[No, he's not, but it's about as far from Midgar as you can get.]
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[ A smile tugs at Rude's lips for a brief second. It is good to see that Reno didn't know either, at least Rude hadn't missed some major signs. ]
Maybe I should find some small fishing village that doesn't have phone service.
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...you really think he'll reassign you? [It's hardly a question, more of a passing thought Reno hadn't fully intended to say aloud. Or hadn't realized he'd said aloud. Doesn't matter anyway, since they both know Tseng would absolutely reassign Rude without a second thought if that were the most convenient fix to an awkward situation. Especially if the L'il Prez is involved now.
This time, it's Reno himself who signals the bartender, though he orders a pint of beer instead of another round of shots as he swivels back on his stool to face the countertop.]
So we pick up some missions. [No question whatsoever that Reno's going wherever Rude is going. That's a given at all times.] The SOLDIER greens do it all the time, right? Part of their Basic? And part of the side shit we're technically s'posed to be doin' in our down time anyway? Seems to me we're overdue to clear out some grunt work... Some grunt work just happens to be real, real far from Midgar.
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As long as we take some time to find some cool clubs or shit.
We could also go on one of those scouting missions, find new prospects for SOLDIER