Room 504, Super Late Sunday Evening
Feb. 1st, 2009 11:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
intraspectiveOkay, so it was, like, hours later than she’d planned but whatever. She’d lost track of time while training. Ino wandered into her room after a long day outside and training, and almost on auto-pilot went to get her things for a quick shower and then bed.
It was only after the shower, and in the midst of preparing for bed that Ino noticed the scroll that was sitting innocently on her desk.
…
Ino snatched it up, glancing at the clock as she did so. Her eyebrows rose—another mission? Already? And the portal was when—?
Another glance, this one rather more panicked, at the clock. Crap.
The next few minutes were very hurried changing, a quick comb through her wet hair—oh, excellent timing for a shower, bravo—and then she was snatching up her packs, her forehead protector, and out the door.
She had a portal to catch, like, right now.
[Establishy, yo!]
It was only after the shower, and in the midst of preparing for bed that Ino noticed the scroll that was sitting innocently on her desk.
…
Ino snatched it up, glancing at the clock as she did so. Her eyebrows rose—another mission? Already? And the portal was when—?
Another glance, this one rather more panicked, at the clock. Crap.
The next few minutes were very hurried changing, a quick comb through her wet hair—oh, excellent timing for a shower, bravo—and then she was snatching up her packs, her forehead protector, and out the door.
She had a portal to catch, like, right now.
[Establishy, yo!]
