towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters: Reno, Axel, Open
Setting: Floor 3, the library
Format: Prose as starting
Summary: Reno is doing some research on the network. WHY IS HE ALWAYS DOING RESEARCH LATELY.
Warnings: With these two, who knows.

Ow! Reno ground his teeth and rubbed his arm, being careful of the bandages. Moving it still hurt after that little incident that shall not be named. He had been through a lot worse, though; this wasn't too bad as far as 'injuries sustained in the line of duty' went. It was certainly the reason why he was taking it easy today in the Floor 3 Library rather than off kicking monster butt.

Today, his research on finding a way home was taking a backseat. Scuttlebutt had it that there were some interesting things going around recently and he scrolling through all of the posts he had missed during the incident that shall not be named. One rather strange habit Reno had picked up turning his internment at the tower was that of making hideous faces while reading the posts. Eye scrunching, lip biting, you name it- he was doing it.

So far, he wasn't getting too much on any details, but that wasn't going to stop him.

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"Erm..." Shion didn't think he would be very good even with training, he didn't have the first idea about fighting... He gripped the computer terminal again. He had said he wanted to be seen as an equal to others right? Not just a burden that had to be protected. Well this was a way to do that...

"Okay... I probably wont be much good though..."

"That isn't the point, kiddo." No, don't grip the computer, Shion. Reno whopped him up the back of the head. "First rule; when you get that feeling you just got right now? Don't pay attention to it. Pay attention to what's around you or I might do worse."

Shion jumped at the blow but at least it distracted him from the rising panic. He forced himself to concentrate onto Reno and nodded. "Okay..." It was hard to concentrate when his mind had so many questions and worries that it was almost overwhelming but he tried, he kept his eyes on Reno anyways as he tried to quiet the doubts and questions his mind was throwing at him.

Narrowing his eyes a little bit, Reno gave him another smack, just to be sure.

"Enough of the internal dialoguin'."

How did he even know that? Reno was getting freaky, almost like he had psychic abilities.

Shion brought his hand to his head, "I'm trying." It wasn't easy but he was calming down slowly. He didn't even wonder how Reno had known, he knew he was easy to read.

"Don't try it. Just do it." Though he sounded a lot more sure of that than he should be. "It's your head, right? You're the one that should be callin' the shots."

Well that sounded exactly like something Nezumi would say, don't try just do it. Stop making things difficult for himself. "I'm not sure... that's how it works..." But he had stopped shaking and was breathing easier so perhaps it really was.

He concentrated fully on Reno and nodded.

"Are you kidding me? Of course it is. Hell, even I got some discipline." Hearing Reno say that, a few people back home might have disagreed with him. "Now, don't you have a job to do? You're a librarian, right?" He turned Shion around and pointed him at the stacks.

"Go do it. Focus on what you're doin'. It'll be good practice. Otherwise you're not gonna go far with any kind of training."

Shion blinked, but nodded. After all Reno knew much more than him and was probably right and he did have a job to do. "Okay..." He managed a smile and went back to work, picking up a stack of books to go put back on the shelves. "Thank you..." He called back over his shoulder.

Shaking his head, Reno returned to his efforts with the network, leaving Shion to his own devices.