Tseng led the pair to a room at the end of the hall, so chosen because of the window that opened above the chocobo shed. It meant the smell was a little stronger than in other rooms, but it also afforded an easy escape down to the street if necessary. There was also enough of a ledge to pull themselves up to the roof if needed - a third escape - but Tseng wondered if Reno's rubs were up for that sort of strain.
Tseng shut and bolted the door once Elena and Reno were inside, and instantly pointed to the bed. "Your bags on the floor. Reno, shirt off. I want to see your ribs; don't think I missed that slip on the stairs." But calling to a weakness in public was stupid and suicidal. Reno had held up well enough to this point - Tseng respected him to continue that illusion until they were in private.
"Elena, your bandages could use to be changed. Have either of you taken a potion? I've been informed that materia are non-existent here, and those brought are useless..." He gestured through the room - a bed large enough to sleep two comfortably, an overstuffed and ancient chair, a tube radio and small writing desk. The lodgings weren't bad, and he'd paid more for the few conveniences - such as: "This room has an attached bath, though we'll be paying for the privilege of hot water." His smirk told them what he thought about that, but they all knew they'd survived through worse.
As he waited for Reno to comply, he turned attention to their words, still trying to make sense fo this world that left him so very confused. "The level of technology in this world was limited, as far as I can tell - and the advent of new cities appearing as Wutai and Midgar have is acting to polarize the political situation, as well as providing advanced mechanics. Admittedly, outside of knowing that Wutai is here and under some sort fo threat, I'm still not much better informed. I'm hoping you both will be able to enlighten me."
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Date: 2010-01-07 12:39 am (UTC)Tseng shut and bolted the door once Elena and Reno were inside, and instantly pointed to the bed. "Your bags on the floor. Reno, shirt off. I want to see your ribs; don't think I missed that slip on the stairs." But calling to a weakness in public was stupid and suicidal. Reno had held up well enough to this point - Tseng respected him to continue that illusion until they were in private.
"Elena, your bandages could use to be changed. Have either of you taken a potion? I've been informed that materia are non-existent here, and those brought are useless..." He gestured through the room - a bed large enough to sleep two comfortably, an overstuffed and ancient chair, a tube radio and small writing desk. The lodgings weren't bad, and he'd paid more for the few conveniences - such as: "This room has an attached bath, though we'll be paying for the privilege of hot water." His smirk told them what he thought about that, but they all knew they'd survived through worse.
As he waited for Reno to comply, he turned attention to their words, still trying to make sense fo this world that left him so very confused. "The level of technology in this world was limited, as far as I can tell - and the advent of new cities appearing as Wutai and Midgar have is acting to polarize the political situation, as well as providing advanced mechanics. Admittedly, outside of knowing that Wutai is here and under some sort fo threat, I'm still not much better informed. I'm hoping you both will be able to enlighten me."