Just Outside the Apartment Above Groovy Tunes, Late Friday Night

[angelo_wings]

You would think that after an entire freaking year of not working at all, the portals at least would have the good sense to behave themselves. At least, Rinoa would think that, and Rinoa would be entirely wrong about it, because they'd been delayed six or seven times and stranded in some weird desert area for a good forty-five minutes for no real reason and she was just starting to worry that they were going to get trapped somewhere out in the multiverse and just stuck there forever when finally they were here.

Tramping through the familiar streets was at least improving her mood, if not curing it entirely. It had been a long day, okay!?

"If we're in the wrong Fandom somehow, I am going to burn this whole place to the ground," Rinoa threatened, as she dug out her phone in order to send a text.

SORRY SO LATE. We might be here. If this is a magical alternate universe, then I quit.

(squall modded with permission. for the knight and their host!)

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[angelo_wings]

"None of it's nearly as interesting," Rinoa sighed, letting go just enough that the two of them could attempt to drag the luggage into the living room. (No, she wasn't helping with that. Princess.) "I'm trying to renovate the library. Squall gets to go on SeeD missions, and I have to be a diplomat. Do you know how boring it is listening to people talk when you just want to strangle them instead?"

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

"You don't have to be a diplomat, you want to," Squall pointed out. "And that means not being able to be rude to idiots."

[furnaceface]

//Which is a shame, really, because idiots are often the ones who are screaming for a little rudeness,// Jono noted. //Lord knows I want to strangle a few now and again, myself.//