Room 504, Tuesday Morning

[intraspective]

Ino... had heard radio. Thanks a lot, radio.

Ino was now contemplating hiding in her room for the rest of the day just in case Temari-san had heard, and took offense, to what had been said.

It didn’t look much like she was hiding, since she had the door open and was ostensibly just doing a thorough check up on all of her many plants. She was honest enough with herself though to know that she was hiding. If Temari-san had really wanted to have words with her then a closed door was hardly going to stop her.

Just... staying out of Temari-san’s way sounded like a real good idea right about now. So that's what Ino was doing.

[Open door, open post.]

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[first-guardian.livejournal.com]

He shrugged as he glanced down at her. "It's true."

[intraspective]

"Shouldn't be," she said stubbornly. "It's different if it's, like, a symbol you wear deliberately, but not just what you're born with."

[first-guardian.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I don't disagree," he said quickly, "but you deal with it."

[intraspective]

"Stupid," she muttered, though it wasn't an insult directed at him.

[first-guardian.livejournal.com]

"I kicked their ass." He did sound smug about it too.

[intraspective]

That got a laugh. "Good."