[[Oh god I accidentally a life.

Transmissions will resume

uh

eventually??

Tomorrow hopefully but no promises omg]]

an-augmented-grin:

itsrenobitch:

“Oh…”

The Turk’s expression changes again, his eyes gleaming mischievously.  He could go about this two ways, really.  He could try and be friends with the guy, which could work out in his favor…Or he could be sneaky about it.  The other man looked like he at least knew how to fight, and judging by the way he was speaking it probably came with whatever job he had.

May as well play along for a while.  He’d decide which route to take later.

“So ya are lost~!  Why didn’t ya just say so, techie?  Midgar’s a damn big place, yanno.  If wanderin’ around is how you ‘learn and adapt’, yer gunna be wanderin’ for a week.  Lemme help you out!  Name’s Reno, yo.”

He holds out a thin hand, smirk still firmly in place.

“There is no way in hell you can get lost with an internal GPS…” Oh sweet denial. Yes there was. Adam knew there was a way to get lost using any type of GPS. If turned off for a short amount of time, it takes his GPL hours to reboot and recalculate his area before getting some type of idea of where he was.

When in time he was, was a different question. Adam HuD screens  would always glow the date year of his own. Henceforth giving way to his denial.

Or well, slightly. This time he knew he was lost, he just wanted the brat to go away.

“Well then, Reno. It’s nice you want to give forth to civic duty and help someone, but I don’t want any. Piss off.”

Internal GPS?  Is that what he said?  Oh, now Reno really was curious.  And determined.  This guy had gear, and Reno wanted that gear.  Not yet, though.  It was too soon to get…pushy.  The stranger was clearly on-edge about something, so it was best to tread lightly for a while longer.

The Turk lets his hand fall back to his side and looks a little crestfallen, his lower lip jutting out in a childish pout.  Really, he should’ve won an award by now for all the acting he’d done in his life.

“Aw, c’mon, you don’t have t’be like that.  It’s my job to help people out around town, so I’m jus’ doin’ my job.  That ‘internal GPS’ thing must not be all that great if you ended up lost in a city ya don’t even know.”

Would insulting whatever fancy equipment he had rile him up?  The redhead sure hoped so.

illusiveguns:

itsrenobitch:

/The redhead laughs at his own expense/

Hahaha!  Naaaaah, I already ruined my chance.  How ‘bout I just buy you a drink, instead~?

Reno of the Turks is at yer service~!

 Palm placing at her hip, the witch raised a brow. Still trying? — Good luck with such. “Aa, right…— The name is Trish, don’t wear it out sweetie. — Also I don’t think asking a complete stranger to drink with you is wise.” A grin. “You never know what you will be letting near you.~”

“Trish, eh?  Interestin’ name…It suits ya!”

Another laugh, cockier this time.

“Talkin’ to strangers isn’t a problem for me, girly.  Most folks know better than to try somethin’ with me, you know?  You look smart, so I’m gunna assume you’d know better, too.”

His tone isn’t threatening at all, just matter-of-fact.

“Now, you wanna go get that drink?”

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seraph.3715 on Gate of Madness for now.  I’m switching to Tarnished Coast later in the week, hopefully!]]

[[No dice on writing tonight.  I hit the gym for the first time in months and it seems my body didn’t appreciate it because boy oh boy do I have one killer headache.

Apologies, I’ll be on tomorrow night!]]

[[I think I’ll go spend the last 30 minutes of my night driving off cliffs in Far Cry 3.

Peace amigos.]]

[[I’ve got this nuts cyberpunk!Turks/ShinRa AU that’s been floating in my head all week.

I’ll probably write a drabble or two or three around it in the coming days.  =3= ]]