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Characters: Reno and Rude, then Elena too~
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Unwinding with an old friend, Mr. Alcohol!
Location: Dollet
Date: November, 1803
Warnings: Drinking Turks...

The trip to Dollet from Treno had not been a pleasant one, and the news that they would only be briefed after Elena arrived hadn't been welcome either. Rude wasn't going to voice any of that, of course; Rufus was still his boss, and without Tseng here, Reno was pretty high up there, too. With the arrival of a younger, supposedly saner Sephiroth... no, Rude was feeling pretty content about just pretending nothing had happened with the help of some alcohol. It would help numb the bit of soreness that Potions couldn't quite get rid of, too (he was choosing not to think about the possible hangover; he rarely got them anyway). He had yet to get a new pair of gloves after the wolves had ruined his other, but for now?

A knock on his door and the call of "Room service!" made the bald Turk leave his slightly bitter thoughts and open the door, taking the bottles with a nod. Setting them down, Rude opened one and waited. He knew his partner; if alcohol was involved, especially if he had it, Reno would be along soon enough. There was no such thing as a night of brooding over a beer with the redhead around... not that Rude would have it any other way.

Right on cue, and without bothering to knock, Reno stormed his way into Rude's room, slumping himself down on the couch and crossing his arms behind his head. "Who does that kid think he is? Man, I know he's the president but making us wait 'til the rookie catches up? Not cool, Rufus. Not cool." Kicking his shoes off, Reno wasn't even slightly worried that Rude would tell Rufus about his griping. They had the sort of partnership that had unwritten rules and one of them was definitely 'what is said between partners stays between partners'.

One of Reno's favourite rules, because it meant he could unload worries on Rude and not worry even more about it getting out to someone.

Blinking at his partner, Reno spotted the alcohol and grinned. "Hey, Rude, old buddy, old pal... got a spare for your most favourite partner ever?" Only partner ever, but what the hey!