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ffvii_1002009-08-13 02:47 pm
vanilladream) wrote in ffvii_1002009-08-13 02:47 pm
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Obsessions Pay Quite Well
Title: Obsessions Pay Quite Well
Characters/Pairings: Cissnei, Reno. A side of shippy Cissnei/unmentionned. (Guess who! No, it's not Zack.)
Team: TURKS!
Rating: PG for stalker!Cissnei, blackmail, and Reno. Mental images of what might be on the photos are unrated. =P
Word Count: 100
Series: Crisis Core.
Author's Notes: Reno is totally breaking into all of his co-workers' appartments like, all the time. Might write about the other occurences eventually.
BTW... I suck at writing short things. Had to cut all the fun part again. ='(
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Photos. Everywhere. Drawers, walls, boxes under her bed.
Reno can't find an inch of Cissnei's bedroom that isn't covered in them.
So, of course, when she comes back from her meeting that night, Reno's sprawled on her couch, feet proped up on her coffee table. Typical Reno.
A box of pictures under her nose.
Eyes widen. Turk-ish panic.
"So, Cissy, how you gonna pay for this to stay 'tween you and me?"
A look at the box. A wince.
"How much?"
"Aww, you really think that of me? I don't want no money, yo!"
That grin...
Shiva. She's doomed.
Characters/Pairings: Cissnei, Reno. A side of shippy Cissnei/unmentionned. (Guess who! No, it's not Zack.)
Team: TURKS!
Rating: PG for stalker!Cissnei, blackmail, and Reno. Mental images of what might be on the photos are unrated. =P
Word Count: 100
Series: Crisis Core.
Author's Notes: Reno is totally breaking into all of his co-workers' appartments like, all the time. Might write about the other occurences eventually.
BTW... I suck at writing short things. Had to cut all the fun part again. ='(
..
Photos. Everywhere. Drawers, walls, boxes under her bed.
Reno can't find an inch of Cissnei's bedroom that isn't covered in them.
So, of course, when she comes back from her meeting that night, Reno's sprawled on her couch, feet proped up on her coffee table. Typical Reno.
A box of pictures under her nose.
Eyes widen. Turk-ish panic.
"So, Cissy, how you gonna pay for this to stay 'tween you and me?"
A look at the box. A wince.
"How much?"
"Aww, you really think that of me? I don't want no money, yo!"
That grin...
Shiva. She's doomed.