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[messyturk]

[There's a clatter as the communicator activates, a brief darkness as a finger crosses the camera.]

Would you all shut the hell up? Some of us are trying to get dressed in peace.

[There's a view of what could be Reno's father, if it wasn't for the now faded tattoos under his eyes. Why yes, Reno is about forty now. Still a Turk though, but his

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What did you say, mister?

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[consummateturk]

[OH a Turk! Wonderful. Maybe... no, Veld doesn't know this one. It's entirely possible that Tally hasn't shown him everyone. He's going to use caution as he approaches.]

You know Tally?

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[messyturk]

Eh? Yeah, been a while since I've heard her mentioned though.

[Oh jeez, another young Turk he can't place judging by the suit. Probably... naw, he's too... pretty looking.]

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[consummateturk]

[Veld sighs in relief. So she didn't abandon him. Not that he couldn't manage on his own, but Veld was getting used to all the food he could eat and showers and things of that nature.]

Who are you then? [You'll know this look of appraisal, Reno, it just lacks Veld's carriage]

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[messyturk]

Name's Reno, and you?

[Reno's giving the same look back and he's certainly grown in to it and the tie around his neck.]