@y4zoo
no air of threat hangs in the air , for some reason they sink in a silence that the redhead breaks . unlike him , yazoo isn't seated . on his feet and ready to strike back if reno tried anything ; the turk didn't seem to be carrying any sort of orders from his higher ups tonight . no need to fight for now , yazoo leans against a metal bar and crosses his arms with a small shake of his head . why would he mind at all ? smoke flies in the darkness of the night , yazoo lets his gaze rest on the red locks when reno looks away from him . he couldn't understand why smoke and toxic air could make him relax , curiosity picks at his skin but dies down pretty quickly when their eyes meet again . ❛ . . . isn't that going to kill you ? ❜ comes a quiet question after a few minutes of silence . kadaj and loz were probably asleep in a discreet apartment they were told to hide in , nothing but three beds and a refrigerator was in there . yazoo couldn't sleep , and he didn't want to stay inside and listen to loz sniffle and sob until he fell asleep . the smoke reaches his nostrils , and makes him scrunch his nose in slight disgust . and reno allows it in his lungs .
‘ Don’t knock it till ya try it~ ’ He hummed with a smirk , inhaling another deep puff of smoke , holding it a moment before slowly releasing it into the air between them.
He leaned back , kicking his legs up onto a sofa , and letting his eyes fall shut while he waved a cigarette adorned hand.
‘ My particular line o’ work is probably more likely to kill me first , don’t ‘cha think? ’ He huffed again. ‘ Besides. This is only one of many , many , other bad habits. This is one of few that are . . . suitable for the workplace. Heh. ’
