Room 504, Saturday Night

[intraspective]

Ino could sing just fine thank you very much even though Ichigo was a bit of an idiot about it and was proving that, this evening, but singing at the top of her lungs with the radio up and blaring, not caring that she didn’t know half the words to the songs, and dancing around in her room in her pyjamas.

With the door wide open. As you do.

What? She was having fun! Loudly.

Take that, Ichigo!

[Oooopen door, open post!]

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Triela was standing in the doorway looking bemused.

"I thought you must have been throwing a party up here or something." She looked around pointedly at the lack of other people to produce all that noise.

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Ino refused to be embarrassed.

"Why?" she asked, pausing in her dance. "'Cause I'm being loud?"

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"An assault rifle is 'loud', Ino. You're being... I don't know the English word for it." But it was really loud.

(It was also possible that Triela was given to exaggeration for effect...)

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She laughed. "But it's more fun this way!"

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"Well..." Triela drawled out the word, then smirked.

"You certainly look like you are."

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"I am," she said, grinning. "And no one's stopped by to complain yet!"

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"And, what? You're just waiting for someone to?" Triela teased. "So you can ambush them?"

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"Maybe," she said impishly. "But that'd be telling."

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"Yes it would." Triela stepped forward mock-menacingly. "And you know you should be telling me."

It was a very serious threat. Really.

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Ino batted her eyes at Triela. "Nuh huh," she said. "I think you're the last one I ought to be telling."

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"Is that a challenge?" Triela tried to look menacing. She was usually pretty good at it, but that was when she didn't keep almost-smiling.

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"Pretty sure you'd get in trouble in the dorms if you tried anything," she said, sticking her tongue out.

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Triela's almost-smile became an outright smirk.

"We'll just have to see, Ino." Which might be scarier if Triela were any good at coming up with good pranks.

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"I live in fear," she said, totally not sounding it at all.

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"You should! Because besides this, I haven't seen you in a while."

She said that as if it were all Ino's fault. Obviously.

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"Puh-lease," Ino said, waving one hand dismissively. "I'm not the recluse here--all your fault."

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"I'm at gun club every week!" Triela pointed out. "And I don't see you there."

See? Ino's fault!

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"I work Tuesdays," she pointed out. "Can't be in two places at once."

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"Why not?" Triela teased. "You've got all those other neat abilities."

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Her grin widened. "Unfortunately, that's not one of them."

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"You should work on that."

"And it's not my fault you work all the time, you know."

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"Nuh huh, I'm not taking on another project!"

Seriously, now.

"And I like working! You could always come visit."

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"But I never need anything. And Cable is a stingy jerk-face who won't sell me anything."

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"So?" Ino asked, snickering. "I get other visitors who don't buy stuff."

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"Really?" Triela blinked. That had never occurred to her.