Room 504, Monday Evening

[intraspective]

By the time Ino got back to her room she had a headache from forcing herself to keep her temper. She opened the door, with slightly more force than was necessary, stepped inside then shut it. Oh-so-gently.

Then, almost calmly, she picked up one of her potted plants and flung it with all the force she could muster at the wall over her bed. The pot smashed satisfyingly but it wasn’t enough, not near enough, to make her feel better.

Another pot. Another crash against her wall.

How. Crash. Dare. Crash. He. Crash.

How. Crash. Dare. Crash. They. Crash.

Eventually she’d have to stop, either from running out of pots, or from spending her rage. Eventually she’d have to clean this mess up so she could sleep.

Eventually.

CRASH!

[Door is shut, post is very very open. ETA: Romeo showed up last, please. Everyone else is before him.]

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[intraspective]

"It could be arranged," Ino told him.

"I'm not ruining them," many would be re-potted later, "I'm smashing them because it's better than smashing people."

[withoutverona]

"Please don't, though," he said quietly. "And yes, much better, and far easier to clean up."

"Anyone I know?" And now he was just being nosy.

[intraspective]

That was the general idea really.

"Cable-san--" smash a plant viciously "--Deadpool-san--" another plant gone "--Yondaime-sama."

Crash!

[withoutverona]

It was a good idea, and Romeo was getting the general impression asking Ino for more details was a bad one, at least if he was enjoying his concussion-free status. "I see," he said instead. "I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do, save leave you to your -" he gestured at the smashy-smashy "- plants?"

[intraspective]

"N--" Ino paused mid-smash. "Lend me your gun?"

It would be a really really bad idea to let her have a gun right now.

[withoutverona]

Yeah, Romeo was not quite that dumb.

"Not with you in such a humor," he answered readily, sounding very sure of himself. "Guns are too dangerous, too easy, when one is furious."

"There is one way, though," he added.

[intraspective]

Blades were pretty damn easy too, and she hadn't gone for any of those. Ino hadn't really expected him to concede though--just hopeful.

Another plant met the wall violently. "Oh?" Ino asked with a side-long glance.

[withoutverona]

Perhaps, but Romeo hadn't ever stabbed anyone.

"We go to the range," he ticked off, encouraged. "We close it off, you wear full gear, and the gun goes down if anyone else comes in."

[intraspective]

...

...

Ino turned that over in her head. Several times.

"If Cable-san shows, can I shoot him?"

He was the main one really.

[withoutverona]

"No," Romeo said seriously. "You can name your target after him, if that helps."

With a sideways glance, he asked, "Could you live with yourself, if you did shoot him?"

[intraspective]

It would totally help.

"Is grass wet?" Ino asked rhetorically. "I know it wouldn't kill him." No matter how much she might, at this moment, wish it would.

He'd gotten worse before. Just not from her.

[withoutverona]

Romeo rubbed his forehead. That headache? Getting worse. "I'm used to the idea that people die when they get shot," he said ruefully. "But the answer is still no shooting people, even if it would not hurt them."

"But if just pulling a trigger would help ..." his voice trailed off.

[intraspective]

Oh, it would hurt him. It just wouldn't kill him.

Ino eyed her room. "It would..." she said slowly, scowling at the mess. "But if I want sleep I'd best do something about this disaster."

That? Was a major disappointment.

[withoutverona]

"And I should go study for the religions final," Romeo sighed, but reasonably happily. It sounded like she might possibly be done throwing things for the moment, which meant he too might get some sleep. "We could meet after my test tomorrow, though."

[intraspective]

'For the moment' was the key bit of that thought.

"I've got Spy class," Ino said, which was pretty much an agreement, and turning it over in her head. "But I can miss it."

Ino was probably going to get into more trouble for that.

"When's your class? Mine's 5th period."

[withoutverona]

"Don't miss a final," Romeo shook his head. "Yurika's in that class and from the little she's told me it sounds amazing. I would hate to make someone fail."

"Mine is second. Between our classes, maybe?" That would give them three hours.

[intraspective]

That got a faint ghost of a smile. She was still pissed, but the idea that she'd get to shoot something tomorrow helped a lot. "Don't see it mattering really. I didn't learn anything that was really new." Ninja training was to blame for that. "And I've already missed one final."

Three hours wasn't enough time but it'd do for a start. She nodded. "That's workable."

[withoutverona]

Her smile, at least, was encouraging. "Then I'll see you then," he said, and backed out of the room, still half-watching for a flying philodendron.

[intraspective]

It was a very faint smile really. Barely there.

"I'll be there." And with that, she dismissed him from her focus. She'd talk to him tomorrow, therefore ignoring him now was perfectly workable. And he was leaving anyway.

Ino straightened her shoulders slightly, trying to decided where to start cleaning. Well. Clean it enough to sleep.