Deep in the Preserve, Wednesday Night
Dec. 17th, 2008 10:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
intraspectiveThe preserve was nearly silent this time of night. Her jacket and sweater were neatly folded and laid to the side. It was cold enough out that she really wished that there was a better place to practice because a short-sleeved shirt was not comfortable at all out here. But the last thing she needed was someone bothering her in the dorms and coming to the wrong conclusion about the blood. Blood and ink were two huge parts of sealing things up in her world. She couldn’t exactly avoid using it just because it made people uncomfortable. So she’d just... not mention it. Somehow, Ino thought, it wouldn't bother Reno much anyway.
Ino sighed, and flopped down cross-legged on the hard ground. At her side was a neat pile of blank scrolls designed to hold a chakra charge—she’d ordered them from home—and a few portable lamps were set out a few feet in front of her. She'd need to be able to see what she was doing, after all. Thirty pounds of potatoes were on the other side of her, and a slender paintbrush was tucked behind one ear. Not for long though.
Taking a deep breath, making sure she was properly centered, she reached for the first scroll, all the while mentally reviewing the steps she’d spent the last three weeks studying, and settled into work.
It would be a long night. Somehow, as she drew the first seal in ink charged with her chakra, Ino was pleased about that. At least she was doing something.
[Establishy and NFB.]
Ino sighed, and flopped down cross-legged on the hard ground. At her side was a neat pile of blank scrolls designed to hold a chakra charge—she’d ordered them from home—and a few portable lamps were set out a few feet in front of her. She'd need to be able to see what she was doing, after all. Thirty pounds of potatoes were on the other side of her, and a slender paintbrush was tucked behind one ear. Not for long though.
Taking a deep breath, making sure she was properly centered, she reached for the first scroll, all the while mentally reviewing the steps she’d spent the last three weeks studying, and settled into work.
It would be a long night. Somehow, as she drew the first seal in ink charged with her chakra, Ino was pleased about that. At least she was doing something.
[Establishy and NFB.]
