[IC RP thread for Reno and Caesar]

Sep 29, 2006 19:49

Who: Reno and Caesar
What: Taking a break from studying and going out for a drink
Where: Some bar in the town probably
Warnings: Shameless flirting from Reno's part? Nah, don't know yet, we'll see.

He was early. It wasn't even 8pm yet and he was already standing outside the entrance to Ramuh tower and waiting for this Caesar guy who he didn't recall ( Read more... )

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caesarberg September 29 2006, 17:49:43 UTC
This weather was not his thing, but anything was better than studying. So he bundled himself up in the warmest clothing he had and headed down to meet with Reno. He took a peek out the window first to see if he was there yet, and he spotted red hair. That had to be him. Caesar pushed the door open and stepped outside.

"Hey," he said to the waiting redhead. "Caesar Silverberg. Nice meeting you. Hope you weren't waiting out here too long."

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crims0n_rebel September 30 2006, 13:21:58 UTC
Startled by the sound of the opening door, Reno turned to see the boy who stepped out. He grinned, holding back a comment about the other's clothes. They were going to a bar, not on an artic expedition. Sure he wasn't a big fan of the cold himself, but instead of hiding from it under a mass of clothes he just dealt with it.

"I'm Reno and the pleasure is all mine," he replied to the greeting and pushed himself away from the cold wall. "Not too long. Shall we?" he motioned with his hand towards the lithium portal "The sooner we get somewhere warm the better."

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caesarberg September 30 2006, 13:29:32 UTC
"I'm all for that," Caesar said enthusiastically. He let Reno lead the way, shuffling along quietly for a while. He did like the snow and smiled a little traipsing through it. Of course, if Hugo were here he'd hate the cold even more. He grinned at that.

"... So, Reno...," he began. "What kind of place are you from?"

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crims0n_rebel September 30 2006, 13:41:56 UTC
Reno stuffed his hands into his pocket to keep them warm and strolled towards the gate. Walking in the snow was annoying, he decided. It didn't bother him too much, but still. It was annoying.

"Huh?" he turned to look at the younger boy over his shoulder, a smile spreading over his lips "What kinda place, hm? Normal," he stated turning his eyes back to where they were heading and shrugged laughing a little. He never knew what to answer to that question. "Midgar's a nice city, unless you live in the slums below the plate of course."

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