Vermilion
@nijuukoo I wrote a thing for you. I wanted to take your crack ship for a test drive. I’ve never written Reno before, so let me know what you think! There’s more where this came from. :3 (AkuNo)
Vermilion
Axel was pouring a cup of coffee, half-smoked cigarette hanging from his mouth, when there was a knock on his door. His already-low mood plummeted. Most days, Axel had no problems with the occasional unannounced visitor. In fact, he usually welcomed social calls from his friends, and would greet them at the door with a smile. Most days, Axel hadn’t just woken up after a night of hard drinking, with a pounding headache and a queasy stomach. The cigarette had taken the edge of the nausea, and the coffee was the first of several steps in quelling the headache, but he hadn’t gotten much farther. He hadn’t even managed to get dressed yet, and when another knock sounded at the door, he let out a low curse and decided that, whoever it was would just have to deal with seeing his bony ass in his drawers. “Coming!” Axel’s voice was hoarse around his cigarette. He wiped a hand over his face, fairly certain it would do nothing, and not caring. He just wanted the knocking to stop. He fumbled with his lock for a moment, registered that the deadbolt wasn’t locked—he must’ve forgotten it in his drunken haze—and pulled the door open. Admittedly, his synapses were running on a lag with his hangover, so for a moment all he did was stare at the person standing on the other side of his door. “And here I thought I was the only one that could pull of that shade of red so well.” The man smiled, an expression that turned his already sharp features into something approaching vulpine.