towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters: Reno, and open
Setting: Floor 14 - Media
Format: Open/anything
Summary: Reno has discovered the Media Floor/Room!
Warnings: Shenanigans (hopefully)

Plopped down in a bean bag chair on his stomach lay a turk, headphones clamped down hard on his head. Reno's eyes were closed and fingers tapping to the rhythm of the music. Who knew that they had the best of Midgar's street bands here? This was a welcome surprise. All too soon, the music ended, and Reno cracked open an eye and changed the set.

It may not be booze and partners, but after several weeks in this place, he would take what he could get. It was better than the selections from Loveless. Those could get a little droning for him. Sighing, he rolled over and draped his arm over his eyes, hair curling around his neck. It was easy pretending he was just kicking it back at home this way, and way easier ignoring the weird faces that occasionally flickers on the static filled televisions.

(ooc: feel free to pester, prod, poke, annoy, or otherwise him all you want)

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Shion nodded, "I know..." he said quietly. He panicked too easily, or got mired down in the thoughts that swamped his mind. Or drifted off into daydreams that took him far away from the situation at hand.

"I am glad you are better."

Reno looked surprised for a moment, and shook his head. "Hey, don't worry about me. My body's made of rubber, so things like that just bounce off."

Pausing for a moment, he gave Shion a searching look. Trying to find something in his face? Perhaps. After a moment, he blinked and shook his head again. "I run into that kind of stuff on my job."

Shion blinked, was he being serious? Surely he wasn't made of rubber but... Shion had seen things here that he would have never been able to imagine. Shion met his eyes, he was less self conscious about his appearance here in the tower, since everyone was from different worlds and so his appearance was practically normal.

"Your job? What did you do?"

~~No, Shion. You should be used to Reno's sense of humor by now.~~ Reno snorted, running a hand through his hair which was definitely not made of rubber.

If they were on Gaia, he would have told Shion simply for his pride as a Turk. In this place, pride did not mean much. Even if someone in the Tower knew what he was, as attested to the fact his trunk was full of things that marked him, he wasn't sure if letting anyone else here know he was a Turk was a good idea. Not when there was still the slightest chance that this really was a set up intending on getting Reno to spill all the secrets he knew.

How much could he trust Shion, really? They may share a room, but that didn't mean he knew the guy- or does it? Going through trials together had a habit of making people grow closer, sort of comrades in arms. That was part of working in the Turks, and they were like a close family.
Either way, he had no idea if Shion could keep secrets.

"I don't want it getting around the Tower."

Besides, how would it have gone down if he'd just thrown out a casual 'Oh, I'm just a spy with a mass murder record?'

"Oh..." It must have been dangerous then, or illegal... Shion wasn't sure what to think about that. But then again, what he had been doing before coming here, planning to infiltrate the correctional facility, that wasn't exactly safe or legal either.

But it wasn't a job either. He nodded though, "I understand." He wondered if he should be wary, but Reno had showed no sign that he meant anything but good will towards Shion. He had helped him and Shion considered them friends, even if they hadn't known each other that well.

After all the sometimes it only took a moment to make a lifetime connection.

"I'll just say I work for Shinra Inc and leave it at that." He had told that to someone else a while ago, and that part was safe enough. Shion probably didn't know what Shinra was, anyway. He hadn't known anything about Lifestream when they met.

Looking back at the game he had abandoned playing, he shrugged. "Wanna try second player on this? It isn't bad, but I could use a partner."

Shion nodded, he had never heard of Shinra Inc and was curious but did not push for now, even though he wanted to. He was curious by nature after all but he looked at the video game and shook his head. There were no such things in No. 6 and though he had seen people playing them he hadn't tried himself yet.

"What do I have to do?"

Making a fake shocked look, Reno stared at Shion for a beat. "You mean you've never played a game before? That does it." That was just too much. He wasn't about to let his roommate go without the pleasure of never having played a video game before.

"You sit there." He pointed to a nearby bean chair, and grabbed a second controller for him. "And watch. You are about to get a real education."

Shion shook his head slowly but sat down on the bean bag when he was told to. He took the second controller, holding it awkwardly and watched quietly, ready to learn.