intraspective: (oh hi!)
Ino?

Ino had not had a particularly restful night. Even after they'd managed to get the kids to sleep, she'd dealt with the fact that… she really wasn't sure what to do about Zack, other than pretend she hadn't known he'd been faking sleep.

She hadn't really gotten much sleep and had called Reno early that morning to ask him to please take them, just for a bit, and that bit of news had effectively distracted the kids from paying too much attention to the things that were wrong.

They thought sleeping outside was great fun! That seeing Uncle Reno would be awesome. Inori reluctantly confessed that she'd called and talked to Aunt Rikku and that maybe she wouldn't be in trouble for that…?

Most importantly, though, they weren't paying attention to the way Zack wasn't himself. Inori especially had to be watched for that. Angeal—and why, she thought, had he had to show up now with that name, but Ino couldn't bring herself to get angry, just tired—was a bit too young to pinpoint the exact causes of anything wrong.

Now, after breakfast of pastries and milk and Ino spending a lot of her time as a distraction without trying to seem like one… they were waiting for Reno to show up and give them space.

Ino's fingers tightened around Zack's hand as she ruffled Angeal's hair. Inori bounced excitedly on the other side of Zack.

[For them that know who they are, yep. Modding done with permission! The OCD shall likely be a shiny growing thing. XD ]
intraspective: (Grin!)
So, I’m Killaurey, and I uh, like ninja. A lot. I also play ninja; two in particular, so let’s get on with that, shall we?

Ino! )

Hinata! )

Viki! )

And the player! )
intraspective: (over the shoulder grin)
Ino had made it through the day. Between getting back, going to class, and talking to Tyler-sensei, she’d figured that whatever Hinata-chan said that she’d totally done her quota of being around and putting her schedule back on normal sort of tracks.

Of course, that’s when she made it back to her room, showered and wriggled into her jammies that Ino realized, depressingly, that she wasn’t sleepy. Making a phone call killed all of thirty seconds, and then she pulled out several gardening magazines and tried to start planning for Tyler-sensei’s flowers. Maybe she would go the love note route, just to make him facepalm.

Her door was left open, as a matter of course.

[Door and post are open! ETA: Anything mission related, beyond it happening, is NFB please!]
intraspective: (raised hand)
"—right, so then—what?—yeah, whatever forehead girl, in your dreams. No, I don’t have a crush on him!" Ino wrinkled her nose, hopping slightly from foot to foot with impatience as she chattered into her phone, the loudest thing on the causeway by far at the moment. "No, don’t even think about it, what are you? Mental. Yes, that’s what I said. No, I’m not over-reacting. Geez, where’s Hinata?--no I don’t expect you to know, come on, grow up--"

Hinata was running slightly behind, Yei hadn’t wanted to let her leave, even though she’d purred happily enough when left with Amber, and her smile was a bit sheepish as she trotted up the causeway, from the town. "Good evening, Ino-san!"

'Ah, there she is--' )

"Nuh huh," Ino carolled. "No apologies! Keep up the good work and all of that! Hurrah for Hinata-chan and her newfound backbone! Hip hip hurrah!"

"Ino-san..."

And then they were gone.

[NFI, definitely for broadcast, and Ino and Hinata are out of town until the BDE is over, la!]
intraspective: (hateyouso)
Friday afternoon and Ino was sprawled out on her bed with an anatomy text. Talk about boring. This was better than brooding about Cal, or giving into the urge to go and strangle Ichigo though, so whatever. The text, at the moment, was closed and she was testing how well she'd managed to retain what she'd studied.

Ino wondered, really, if she'd ever feel like she knew enough to actually feel confident in her abilities while working at the clinic. What had she been thinking, seriously? She didn't know anything about healing.

Bruises and cuts were only the tiniest tip of the knowledge she needed to know. She sighed, and focused again on her studying.

[For Hinata, then open afterwards.]

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