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Unconventional Tactics, Tuesday, Period 2

"You ain't gonna win 'em all." Nope, there wasn't even a 'Yo, Rookies!' today as Reno made his way into the Danger Shop, only a couple of minutes late. There had been an important stop for coffee this morning, which he was now pausing to take a mouthful of as he settled in. Suck it up, kids. "You ain't. And, much as you all wanna think otherwise, you ain't all gonna be able to survive everything that life throws at you without a few bumps an' nicks along the way, yo."

This was Reno-ese for 'people get their idiot butts killed out there all the time.'

"I know, you all been spoiled by Fandom's practically nonexistent mortality rate. An' maybe you figure you're all invincible or some shit as a result, an' you can handle anything that you go up against. But news flash, kiddos: You ain't. And you can't. I don't care how strong you are. I don't care what superhuman abilities you got. Someday, you won't be able to out-run, out-think, or out-fight whatever it is that's comin' down on top of us. Someday, you will be thrust so friggin' hard on your ass that you will consider yourself lucky if someone shows up like a knight in shinin' armor to haul your sorry self outta there."

He smirked. He shrugged.

"So, we're gonna have a bit of a team-buildin' exercise, yo. Bit of a go against the Danger Shop, here. And I want you to all try an' tackle it without powers, to try an' keep things on an even playing field. You're each gonna break off into pairs. One of you's gonna play injured and pretty much useless, and you gotta get your ass rescued, yo. It's up to your partner to drag you outta harm's way." He nodded, and the Danger Shop flickered. And suddenly, everyone was standing on one end of a very shoddy looking suspension bridge. "Across this, zoto."

Really, he didn't even need to toss in enemy fire for this exercise. You guys would have an interesting enough time of this activity as it is.

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He has coffeeeeeee.

And he is laughing at you all.

See Rookie. See Rookie wander over to stare at him.

Stare Rookie, stare!

Okay, she mostly wanted to see his reaction to that, shut up. And he had said to bother him about anything else that had happened on the weekend...

See Reno. See Reno stare back at the Rookie.

...

And then reach out to poke her smack-dab in the middle of her forehead, because he couldn't stand staring contests.

What?

And see Ino dissolve into giggles at the touch as she tried to whack his hand.

"No poking," she said, aiming for firm, though her eyes were laughing.

"You started it," Reno sniffed. And, while he was trying for indignant, that really was a difficult tone to pull off while grinning like that. "What can I do for you, Rookie?"

[Hate to hit pause already, bb, but I have to flee now! See you later!]

"You did," she said loftily. No he hadn't. "And you wanted to know if anythin' else happened on my weekend."

So. Here she was. To report or something.

[FLEE LIKE THE WIND! Laterz! *nomnomnom!*]

"What, your weekend got more excitin' after all that?"

Reno's eyebrows, they went up!

"You're shittin' me."

"I didn't get in no more fights with people," she said, wide-eyed. "I'd have called you straight 'way if I'd done that."

... Maybe.

The look that Reno was giving Ino right now? That was the look of a guy who really wasn't completely convinced, right there.

"Okay. So what did happen?"

"Some guy tried to get me to help 'recycle'," she shared, toying with her hair. "If you get what I mean?"

It actually took Reno a moment, there.

And then he was frowning.

A lot.

Oh, wait, the frowning just turned into him curling his lip and throwing his coffee at the ground as hard as he could possibly manage.

Ino backed up out of the way of the coffee that was suddenly everywhere--it was amazing how far a half-cup of coffee could go--and she had no desire to be burnt.

"Don't like that idea, huh?"

She... wasn't sure what had pissed him off that much. Not quite, no.

[Coffee-inna-cup modded with permission!]

Reno wasn't about to launch off into a detailed explanation just yet. He was busy pacing back and forth, hissing obscenities under his breath.

"How many of 'em were there? This guy wasn't armed, was he? Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck."

"Just the one," she said quietly. "That I saw, that I sensed."

Which wasn't the same as there only being one, but Ino had been sure--

"If he was armed, I didn't see anything," Ino continued honestly. "Could've, probably was, hiding something in his clothes, but he didn't threaten me at all."

Reno stopped in his tracks, and frowned. He frowned a lot.

... A lot more.

"At least there's that, yo."

"What're you thinkin'?" she asked, frowning at him.

"I'm thinkin' about how much I friggin' hate AVALANCHE," Reno growled. And then he gave his coffee cup a kick into the river.

He didn't feel much better, no.

She didn't think he did.

Ino glanced sidelong at him. "He wandered off," she offered, "'cause he thought I was too dumb to understand it all."

"Makes shit easier on you," Reno sighed, cramming his hands into his pockets and proceeding to scowl at nothing in particular. "Don't get tangled up with them, yo. They're bad news."

Them and their nefarious recycling. The bastards.

She lifted her shoulders in a shrug.

"What ought I do if they look for me again?"

There wasn't even an ounce of anything but utmost seriousness in Reno's voice when he said, "Run."

That was a tone that Reno did not use often.

Ino blinked.

Then blinked again for good measure.

"For serious?"

"Do I look like I'm fuckin' with you? Next time they come after you, it won't be because of a paper cup," Reno replied. "They get... damn serious with their recruiting, zoto."

Granted, so did ShinRa. Reno didn't much miss the days where the Turks served as a press-gang for SOLDIER.

"You really think they might come after me again?" she asked, tilting her head. "I weren't real useful."

Putting it kindly.

"They might, to get to SOLDIER Boy," Reno noted. "If they ever had reason to think that they could get to a high-ranking ShinRa employee through you."

Oh yeah. Zack had friends all over!

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