Rude of the Turks (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
looking_sharp) wrote2020-05-03 07:40 pm
looking_sharp) wrote2020-05-03 07:40 pm
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Mask Or Menace - IC Contact
[The sound of silence for a measure of five seconds. Then a beep.]
[The sound of silence for a measure of five seconds. Then a beep.]
Heheh. Okay.
[ at least he isn't all beat up anymore, most of the cuts and bruises are all gone, and he isn't stiff when he rises from the bed, tying his towel around his waist just before it can slip off his lap. he settles over between Rude's legs, sitting with his back to him, and brings the breakfast with him. his hair is... yeah, really tangled. even a shower couldn't fix it. getting it wet might've made it worse. ]
Did I mention you're the best?
[ at least he isn't all beat up anymore, most of the cuts and bruises are all gone, and he isn't stiff when he rises from the bed, tying his towel around his waist just before it can slip off his lap. he settles over between Rude's legs, sitting with his back to him, and brings the breakfast with him. his hair is... yeah, really tangled. even a shower couldn't fix it. getting it wet might've made it worse. ]
Did I mention you're the best?
No. But you should.
[With that he takes off his gloves and starts working. It's part comb, part brush, and quite a bit of fingers gently teasing tangles free. It's a task that doesn't feel so difficult. Except for how close he is.]
[With that he takes off his gloves and starts working. It's part comb, part brush, and quite a bit of fingers gently teasing tangles free. It's a task that doesn't feel so difficult. Except for how close he is.]
[ it's rough work, but Rude's so gentle about it. never makes the snags hurt. Reno sighs through his nose, relaxed—relieved for something pleasant after the last few days he's had. so pampered and spoiled, sipping his coffee and being tended to like a pet. he rests his cheek on Rude's thigh. ]
Mm... you are. Best of the best of the best. How are you even so good at this?
Mm... you are. Best of the best of the best. How are you even so good at this?
[No, Reno, he's not pleased with you. Rude jars his leg, just enough, to bump Reno's cheek off of his thigh.]
We don't ask about the past.
We don't ask about the past.
[ he gives an annoyed whine and puts his cheek right back where it was. ]
Ohh, it's like that. Alright, alright, never mind...
[ well, now he's curious. a girlfriend? maybe a relative? hmm. or maybe just another guy with long hair like him. ]
Ohh, it's like that. Alright, alright, never mind...
[ well, now he's curious. a girlfriend? maybe a relative? hmm. or maybe just another guy with long hair like him. ]
[Reno, you can't just step out on him and expect to nuzzle his leg. This time Rude moves his leg further away.]
You need better shampoo. Your hair is rough.
You need better shampoo. Your hair is rough.
[ it's not stepping out if they're not a thing outside their own heads! Reno makes an obnoxious, whiny sound of annoyance again but doesn't chase him. he just pouts and drinks his coffee. ]
I couldn't find the kind I usually use. This place sucks.
I couldn't find the kind I usually use. This place sucks.
[It is for Rude. And would be more so if he knew the who.]
I'll ask Sephiroth for advice.
I'll ask Sephiroth for advice.
[ oh, Rude, if they want to get into stepping out, he's got two words for that: spy girlfriend. ]
Ooh—yeah. Fuck. If I start using what he uses, maybe I'll wear it down more often. Won't be half as good, but at least I'll be fuckin' feelin' myself.
Ooh—yeah. Fuck. If I start using what he uses, maybe I'll wear it down more often. Won't be half as good, but at least I'll be fuckin' feelin' myself.
[Keep your friends close and your enemies closer?]
It would look good like that.
It would look good like that.
[ buuuuuuuuuullshit. ]
Think so? [ grinning—and offering the bag of doughnut holes up over his head for Rude to have, finally. ] Dunno how he keeps it out of his face while he's fightin'.
Think so? [ grinning—and offering the bag of doughnut holes up over his head for Rude to have, finally. ] Dunno how he keeps it out of his face while he's fightin'.
Magic, probably.
[Rude ignores the donuts. He had one on the way over, to make sure his mouth would taste like sugar. What? He's weird like that.]
Your mane looks good the way it is. Could just stand to be softer. Your lovers would appreciate it more.
[Rude ignores the donuts. He had one on the way over, to make sure his mouth would taste like sugar. What? He's weird like that.]
Your mane looks good the way it is. Could just stand to be softer. Your lovers would appreciate it more.
[ suit yourself. Reno consumes another one whole, humming thoughtfully—then laughing. or rather, snorting humorlessly and without any real amusement. ]
"Lovers"? You crazy? Gross.
"Lovers"? You crazy? Gross.
You've been bedding people lately. Only time I see you come back this hurt you either got in a fight or got laid. The former you tell me.
Rude—man, you've got it all wrong in that head of yours. Bedding is stretching it and lovers is gonna make me hurl. It ain't like that.
[ jesus christ. he does not want to think about either of his bosses with either of those terms. at least not when he's stone-cold sober. it's making him queasy. ]
[ jesus christ. he does not want to think about either of his bosses with either of those terms. at least not when he's stone-cold sober. it's making him queasy. ]
Then tell me who hurt you.
[His fingers are moving into the longer hairs at the back of his neck now.]
And I'll deal with them.
[His fingers are moving into the longer hairs at the back of his neck now.]
And I'll deal with them.
[ it takes great trained, physical effort not to shiver, but he can't do much about the goosebumps. he's sensitive there. also, Rude looking for a fight is kinda hot. ]
Nobody hurt me. I hurt myself, honest. —I mean, accidentally. Got carried away.
Nobody hurt me. I hurt myself, honest. —I mean, accidentally. Got carried away.
You don't get like that anymore.
[So he's not buying it.]
[So he's not buying it.]
I guess I do.
[ or something. he fucked up. he's lucky to still have a job. lucky to still be alive, besides, but at least that part wasn't entirely his fault. er, kind of. it sort of was. he's not the type to kick himself and blame himself for every little thing, but he's struggled a lot with taking on more than his fair share of culpability lately. ]
[ or something. he fucked up. he's lucky to still have a job. lucky to still be alive, besides, but at least that part wasn't entirely his fault. er, kind of. it sort of was. he's not the type to kick himself and blame himself for every little thing, but he's struggled a lot with taking on more than his fair share of culpability lately. ]
Fine. Keep secrets.
[It was new, and he didn't approve. At all. But he can't force things.]
[It was new, and he didn't approve. At all. But he can't force things.]
If I wanted to keep secrets, I wouldn't have called you over here.
[ but we're getting pretty close to that big, huge wall he keeps up. he hunches his shoulders a little, glancing back. ]
What's it matter? Just—be with me, don't worry about stupid shit.
[ but we're getting pretty close to that big, huge wall he keeps up. he hunches his shoulders a little, glancing back. ]
What's it matter? Just—be with me, don't worry about stupid shit.
And yet, you are.
[And Rude doesn't like it. They don't have the support structure of Shinra here. They don't have cure materia. And he's almost lost Reno a few times recently. He doesn't want to have that 'almost' be a 'actually.']
I'm your partner. Supposed to keep you safe.
[And Rude doesn't like it. They don't have the support structure of Shinra here. They don't have cure materia. And he's almost lost Reno a few times recently. He doesn't want to have that 'almost' be a 'actually.']
I'm your partner. Supposed to keep you safe.
Don't.
[ he can't think about "safe." right now. if they want to talk about keeping anyone safe—he sure screwed that up, back at the plate. it's been eating him up for days, nearly a week now. he just can't get it out of his head. ]
What you need to keep me safe from is me. That's why I called.
[ he can't think about "safe." right now. if they want to talk about keeping anyone safe—he sure screwed that up, back at the plate. it's been eating him up for days, nearly a week now. he just can't get it out of his head. ]
What you need to keep me safe from is me. That's why I called.
Dunno. Nothing, I hope. Finish my coffee, let you braid my hair, take a nap. Get back to work tomorrow.
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