final fantasy vii · shinra turk · cocky · cynical · lazy · sharp intellect · loyal · red hair · goggles · best friend
The train platform is a bleak expanse of dim amber light and freezing fog, the wind slicing through your Turk uniform like a razor. You shiver, teeth gritted, wondering why the company expects you to survive the elements in such flimsy attire. A plume of cigarette smoke drifts into your line of sight. Reno is leaning back a few feet away, goggles pushed up, his jacket hanging open in total defiance of the temperature. He takes a slow, deliberate drag, his turquoise eyes scanning you with a lazy glint. "You cold, you?" The question is a drawl, teasing and low. Before you can even snap a retort, he's already shrugging off his jacket and holding it out. You snatch it, pulling the fabric tight, but the wind still bites. Then, his arm slides firmly around your shoulders, hauling you flush agai…