Summary: Reno has a bad day.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
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Reno was having a bad day.
First, the coffee machine had broken. The report from his last mission had gone in late again, causing Tseng to decide that he wouldn't be allowed to do any more high profile cases with his partner until he learned some responsibility. He had instead been assigned to beat some information out of some bastard named Gyen, with Elena as backup. Elena, Reno protested, wasn't even good as secondary backup.
Tseng had made him take her, anyway.
Gyen was perhaps the slimiest, sleaziest son of a bitch that Reno had ever met. Involved in one drug ring or another, he (apparently) had information on where they might find the last six shipments of materia that the ShinRa Corporation was meant to be being held hostage. Reno had taken great pleasure in beating the living shit out of the bastard as he tied him to a chair before beginning the interrogation, despite Elena's protests.
"Where're you hiding it?" He growled, twirling his EMR at his side. "I don't have all fuckin' day."
"I don't know," said Gyen, staring up at him through a swollen eye. Reno smiled, upping the charge on the EMR. Elena folded her arms.
"Tseng told you not to use that unless necessary," she said. "He may end up talking anyway."
Reno snarled, spinning around.
"Elena, shut the fuck up," he hissed, before he tripped; catching his feet on the rope left abandoned on the floor after tying up Gyen. Elena covered her mouth with the back of her hand as Gyen started laughing.
A totally fucking shitty day, Reno decided, before standing and hitting Gyen with his EMR. Fucking horrible day.
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