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Who: Reno + Various
When: April
Where: Thorne; Horizon
What: Catch-all for May
Warnings: None for now


(( starters below. discontinued or at Noa#1979 to plot. ))

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A professional never puts anything on the record.

[ That's world-class advice from a Turk himself. He glances back at her 'cause yeah, he does catch that hesitation. She's a little funny to him, if he's being honest. A lot of stuff he wouldn't expect her to care about except she apparently does, like her axe-wielding prowess or, uh, making rings? What's with that?

Look, he ain't judging (this time). It's just something he's starting to notice.

He waves his hand. ] You can sell anything at any price with the right confidence.

[ That's what life at Shinra taught him, so that's the wisdom he's imparting upon her. ]

You never had a pizza? [ He clicks his tongue. ] Boy, you're in for a treat. Now, I could bring you one through that portal, but cold pizza's a hangover delicacy. You want a steaming hot one for your first.

[theidlemaiden]

[ That seems to strike a nerve with her and she frowns, protesting. ]

I've got plenty of confidence!

[ If that wasn't evident in the way she carried herself then she isn't sure what did. Although, deep down, even she knows that that's only true to a point. Pretty packaging could really only do so much. ]

I've never really thought about selling them before. And if I did sell them, what if it's too much? Or too little?

[ She had always claimed that numbers made her head spin. In some ways they did - but she was mostly just lazy. Back to this apparent "delicacy" that Reno is apparently offering to - wait a minute. That was definitely an offer. Her eyes narrow for a split second before - ]

Are you...offering to do something nice for me? [ There's a little wiggle of her fingers towards him, lips twitching at the corners. ] What's the catch?

wrap soon?

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[ Reno pokes his index finger in her direction like she's just hit the jackpot about the point he's making. ] Exactly. Plenty of confidence for plenty of profit.

[ But like her, he's easily distracted by the prospect of pizza. The sort of thing he didn't think twice about back home. Now he misses the simple shit. Pizza, cars, electric heaters. Even chocobos.

He scoffs. Nice. Ugh. You know, he can be nice (this is not a lie), but he's sure as hell not being nice to her. ]

As if. We'll call it a trade. I show you mine, you show me yours. Then we see whose is [ bigger ] better. Deal?

wrapped! 💕

[theidlemaiden]

[ Hilda is fairly sure that when it comes to business, confidence is just one part of the equation. And even then, you didn't even need to have a good product to have the level of confidence some merchants had. Diving into her insecurities now doesn't seem like the best idea though, and certainly not with him.

Having chosen to make a little vacation out of Nocwich, she tugs him (rather unceremoniously) down the street towards the inn she's staying at. Where else were they going to dye his hair after all? Somehow she doubts that the spas would be very receptive to them making a mess of their communal baths.

There's a hum of faux thought before she gives him a roll of her eyes. ]

Deal. But I think you're going to owe me double after I finish dying your hair. [ There's a burst of laughter from her. ] Oh, I know! Maybe you can deliver pizzas a hobby around Thorne. That will kill time for sure, right?