Reno grumbled to himself, twisting his EMR in his fingers. "Always make me do the talking," he muttered, swaggering over to a group of women, going from Turk-mode the Ladies-Man-mode in a matter of seconds. Charming the girls in his own feline-like way, Reno soon had a decent chunk of information to tell Rude.
Making his way back to his partner, Reno smiled up at him. "Okay, so, apparently people have been just appearing from their own worlds without reasons, as wel as places. Things had been pretty routine until there was this big old bright light and suddenly they're waking up and instead of it being July, it's November. Stuff's covered in dust and food's gone to rot..." Reno sighed heavily. "Worst part is, no one knows how to get back."
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Date: 2009-11-04 07:02 am (UTC)Making his way back to his partner, Reno smiled up at him. "Okay, so, apparently people have been just appearing from their own worlds without reasons, as wel as places. Things had been pretty routine until there was this big old bright light and suddenly they're waking up and instead of it being July, it's November. Stuff's covered in dust and food's gone to rot..." Reno sighed heavily. "Worst part is, no one knows how to get back."