[ apocalypse, and not at all in the figurative way—Meteor absolutely would have decimated the planet if it hadn't been for Holy and the Lifestream's devastating intervention. (turns out that forcing the very lifeblood of the planet to erupt from its surface does quite a bit of damage, too—almost as much as Meteor had.)

but to be honest, Reno doesn't really want to get into the specifics of it. he just shrugs, grins a little at the idea that this is just all an elaborate way to get him to take time off. ] Hey, maybe. The PTO bank for us is usually one way—all accrual.

[ the only way the Turks get leave is if they're injured and forced out for medical reasons. this has been the case for Reno before, but it's hard to really consider that a vacation.

it's easy to nod agreement about the weapons—Reno's first night here was the first in twelve years he'd slept without four weapons in arm's reach. even now, he feels naked without a sidearm under his jacket and his stun baton at his hip. ]

I'm plenty extroverted at least. [ ...as Emerick has probably gathered. ] Maybe this is my chance to find my real passion. Knitting or some shit. [ lol as if ] What do you do? To keep from being alone with your thoughts.