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thewolfinsideJason finally closes the laptop, having recovered what he lost the day before on the stock market.
Well, a bit more than he lost. He was always good with instinct stuff.
He checks the phone for messages again, then goes to make a sandwich.
Well, a bit more than he lost. He was always good with instinct stuff.
He checks the phone for messages again, then goes to make a sandwich.
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 05:36 (UTC)Reno cracks his knuckles, and tilts his head.
"Shouldn't be too hard. My only question..."
The turk glances over his shoulder at Jason with one of his smartass grins.
"What do I get for doin' it?"
Obviously joking.
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 05:40 (UTC)Jason holds up the six pack and grins.
"This isn't enough? Name your price."
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 05:44 (UTC)Reno laughs easy.
"Is there anything else I could possible ask for in life outside of alcohol and power tools?"
He goes to stand over by the pieces, examining them for a moment, noting what should go where.
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 05:49 (UTC)He sets the drinks on the porch and heads over to stand by Reno.
"The delivery guys and I got most of the pieces put into a line as to where they go. I should have checked the instructions before telling them I would do this myself."
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 06:01 (UTC)"Oh, do share some of them."
He looks over the piles.
"Alright, I've got it. Point me to the power tools and I can start getting it together. *grins* Reno, the resident handyman. Instructions are optional."
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 06:07 (UTC)"If I have to tell you, you need to work on your imagination."
He shakes his head, pointing at the box.
"We, Reno. I plan on helping. I know my expertise lies in making money and blowing things up, but I can help."
He winks at Reno as he grabs a drill.
"Just order me around."
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 06:14 (UTC)"Then surprise me with something later, since my imagination lacks."
Reno scoffs and shakes his head, laughing. Fine, fine. He tells him what to start on, pointing at various pieces and explaining briefly what to do with them and how as he sets up a few tools in front of himself and begins handling what will be an adjoining part.
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 06:28 (UTC)Jason follows Reno's orders, resisting the urge to say 'Yes, sir' each time. He gets his half of the platform put together by copying what Reno does, just backwards.
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 06:38 (UTC)Reno grins and compliments Jason's work every once in awhile. He begins explaining what to do next as he performs it on his side. At this rate, it shouldn't take them too terribly long to get at least this part of it done. Now and again Reno will pause to examine the pieces and what they have to make sure it's all in order.
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 06:45 (UTC)"No more. Need alcohol."
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 06:55 (UTC)Reno grins, setting down the tools and brushing the hair out of his eyes. He's actually a bit sore, what with the missing chunks of flesh. He goes to the porch, grabbing them each a bottle before coming back and sitting next to him, offering him one.
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 06:57 (UTC)He grabs the bottle, sitting up under the shade of the platforms. He looks at Reno, a bit concerned.
"So, just how injured are you?"
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 07:05 (UTC)Reno grins cockily, stretching before opening the bottle and taking a drink.
"I've been much worse."
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 07:10 (UTC)He smirks as he twists the top off, tossing it towards the trash box he set up.
"So, what did you run into there?"
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 07:14 (UTC)"Hell if I know what they were called! Nasty, ugly things of amazing size, sharp teeth, falling off flesh, sharp nails, and bad temperaments. Damn things were fast for being dead. And the dogs were worse than the hordes of people."
He looks amused and takes another drink.
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 07:16 (UTC)"Brains sticking out? Nasty long tongues?"
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 07:20 (UTC)Reno looks at him, laughing.
"What, afraid I'm going to go zombie on you?"
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 07:27 (UTC)He grins and takes a drink.
"Nope, just waiting for you to smack me for not warning you better. Did you happen to run into any of the Nemesis projects? Big, big ugly things, they go down then get back up?"
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 07:30 (UTC)Reno takes a long, healthy drink before making a content noise.
"Is that what those ugly sonuvabitches were? Nemesis projects?"
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 07:40 (UTC)"Yep. Nasty bastards. So, where did you end up? Raccoon City or somewhere else?"
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 07:44 (UTC)Reno smiles and lays back, resting the bottle against his chest, one arm folded under his head.
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 07:56 (UTC)"As long as you came back in one piece."
He looks over at Reno and smirks.
"Want to finish this up tonight, or are you too tired?"
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 08:01 (UTC)"I'm good as long as you are."
He flashes Jason a grin and finished off his bottle.
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 08:04 (UTC)"Should we start on the cross bar for the swings, or put up the slide?"
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Date: 3 Sep 2005 08:33 (UTC)"Swings. Definitely swings."
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