Rikku didn't really want to pack. She had to, but she was still a bit mopey on the whole deal. She'd stay in touch with everyone, but it wasn't the same
( Read more... )
Reno didn't have much packing to do, really. Reno figured that what he didn't give away, he'd just toss, anyhow. Either that, or it was ferret supplies.
"Nobody home but us chickens," Rikku sang out, as Petey tried unsuccessfully to wrestle a bra into submission. "Maybe some chocobos. We keep those around to make the chickens feel bad."
"They're bite sized to a chocobo, ain't they?" Reno smirked and peeked his head into the room. "I never actually met a live chicken. Just the deep-fried kind, yoto."
"It'd depend on how old they are," Rikku mused. "I mean, if we had baby chocobos, chickens would be bigger. Unless they were baby chickens, too. Hey, you. How was Verona?"
Petey burbled in Reno's direction. He'd go sniff him in a minute. After he was free of the bra.
Comments 30
Reno didn't have much packing to do, really. Reno figured that what he didn't give away, he'd just toss, anyhow. Either that, or it was ferret supplies.
He packed light.
"Anyone home?"
Reply
Reply
Reply
Petey burbled in Reno's direction. He'd go sniff him in a minute. After he was free of the bra.
Reply
Leave a comment