[Video] Grasshopper Day Sixteen (After Departure from Platform)

[theturksway]

From: Dressing Carriage
To: All Carriages


You know what? Effe this train, and effe it's stupid shop.

[He's moderating his language for the sake of the children on board! Be proud of him Voidtreckers! It won't last forever.]

If this is the game it's going to play, fine. I can play.

[Reno steps into view of the terminal's camera and he's wearing this fabulous outfit with a pair of tight fitting black pants just barely visible beneath all the swag. For show, he's twirling three materia (one red orb, one green orb, and one blue orb) in hand like the dexterous fuck that he is.

Sorry, you weren't expecting a redheaded Goblin King/Sesshoumaru hybrid to appear on the ICPs today? Too bad! Have one anyway.]

Look, all I'm saying is... don't ask for random clothes unless you want to end up having to play dress up like you're going to a freakin' convention for nerds.

Me? Nah, I'm gonna own it like I'm the freakin' Lightning God that I am. [He winks at the camera.] Right, Stinger?


[[ooc note: feel free to run into him wearing the outfit over yonder if you prefer! yes, I used the word 'yonder' in a legit sentence. bite me.]]

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[theturksway]

[Well, the plus side to already having his main hand full was that he didn't have to play the 'oops wrong hand' game when it came time for handshakes. His handshake was firm but brief.]

Reno. [beat] Interesting hobby you have there. Didn't realize photos were so...exciting.

[He didn't really get the appeal. Then again, he wasn't into that sort of stuff. (Didn't keep him from admiring a pretty pin-up or gazing at advertisements like any normal person but that was another story.)]

[bethereprompto]

[The fact they were shaking with the wrong hand was forgotten a half second after it happened. It was a mix of how weird this place was normally and Prompto's observation skills.]

Nice to meet you Reno. Well, you know, they're a great way of keeping track of where you've been and cool stuff you've done.

[He clicked on a button and the best shot he'd taken of Reno printed out on. He handed it over.]

What kind of stuff are you into?

[theturksway]

[It's not the wrong hand since his left hand was occupied. Reno was a lefty. He juggled the orbs with his main hand, the left hand, and shook with the right hand, the typical choice in a world full of right handed schmucks.]

Yeah, I guess. [He still didn't get it. Then again, he had to memorize important shit or he'd be crap at his job. Some people took photos for blackmail, he supposed, but generally he left that kinda work to rookies.

He took the photo and grimaced as he looked at it. Not that he didn't look fabulous because he fucking did--but damn it was still ridiculous.]

Ehh... booze, woman, cheap sex. [He was mostly joking at least.]