Room 504, Friday Morning

[intraspective]

After leaving a call for Principal Washburn, Ino was fiddling with a seedling tray in her room. It was stupid, she knew, to hover over plants because they grew in their own time and there was no point in waiting around for them.

But Liir’d given them to her. Which made them special. And she definitely wanted to see them change colour the way he’d said they would. She glanced over at the Sun’s Glory she had growing over by her window. She’d have to transplant them soon. But maybe she’d keep just one all for her.

Ino thought that was a fair trade, and she still had seeds too. Quite a few of them. And Karal had said she could do what she wanted with them.

She wrinkled her nose cheerfully. Plants, at least, had no bad associations in them.

[Door and post are open!]

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[withoutverona]

"Rikku, maybe?" Romeo mused, considering the question. "Or Reno, if you could convince him to be interested in plants."

[intraspective]

"I'll have to try them both," Ino said, wrinkling her nose. "If you see 'em first, can you tell them I'd like to talk to them at some point?"

[withoutverona]

"I'll do that," Romeo nodded.

[intraspective]

"You are my hero then," Ino declared, stretching and then having to wince as that reminded her rather sharply of her bruises gained yesterday. "Totally a hero."

[withoutverona]

"I wish being a hero were always so easy," Romeo told her, head cocked curiously at the wince. "Have you a gardening injury?"

[intraspective]

She snickered. "Nah, Cassandra beat me up yesterday."

Her grin though was an indication that this beating had been voluntary and that Cassandra was sporting some bruises of her own.

[withoutverona]

"You look broken up about that," Romeo noted. "Was it a good fight?"

[intraspective]

"I lost horribly," she said honestly, "and even then Cassandra was holding back, but it was actually. I needed a fight."