Lightning Bug B3, Wednesday Evening

[intraspective]

Ino was very busy calling a whole lot of people on the phone tonight. Once that was done, she flopped down on her bed and double-checked her list to make sure she'd gotten someone from each cabin.

Valentine and Katina had agreed already, so that was no issue and then her and Elena were obviously judges… hmmm. She tapped her phone against her cheek idly. She'd already made sure she could get the videos, so that wasn't a problem.

Though, next time, Elena could do the phoning.

Mmm, planning. It was enough to take her mind off of Arthur. Slacking. Geez.

[For phone calls or cabin mates only, please.

Warning: The thread between Ino/Reno has the potential to cover dark/disturbing themes, so please keep that in mind if reading. Thanks! ^^]

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[raspberryturk]

There was a phone! It was ringing!

Ring phone, ring!

[intraspective]

It was ringing! Ino flipped it open without checking.

"Hi hi hi! Are you coming to the party?"

She was a bit busy, okay? Answering people about it! Totally couldn't be blamed for assuming.

[raspberryturk]

"Only if I'm invited and you're payin' my portal fare," Reno laughed, leaning back and putting his feet up on the chunk of wreckage that he'd been wrangling monsters around this evening. "Is there booze?"

He had to be a nib. It was built-in.

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"Reno!" Ino was a bit hyper right this second, yes. "You could totally come, but I don't know 'bout the portal fare, and it's at Caritas so duh, there's loads of booze."

[raspberryturk]

Reno laughed and shut his eyes, lounging back against the debris.

"I don't think I'm gonna be able to weasel the time off for it, yo. Maybe take a raincheck?"

Reno? Was always looking for an excuse to get drunk with his rookies. Or whoever, really.

[intraspective]

"We can raincheck it," she said brightly. "Well, not the party, 'cause then I'd have to tell Elena I'm cancelling it, and that'd be unfair to her."

[raspberryturk]

Reno had to snort and grin a little more at the mention of his other Rookie's name.

"It's like, attack of the little killer blond chicks, huh? Teach her how to party good, yo."

He stretched, and then chuckled. She was a Turk. She knew how to party by default.

"But don't cancel nothin' on my account. Just gives you an excuse to throw the same party again sometime I'm gonna be around, yo."

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"She called me 'bean-girl'," Ino informed him. "You'd better not be telling people back there that I'm a bean girl."

Just, yes.

"And I'm so not going to throw away a chance for another party! Geez. What do you think I am? Lame?"

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"Naaah. I know my Rookies better'n that. I don't take lame ones under my wing, yo."

Typically.

"And you ain't no bean girl. You're just the reason I managed to get somethin' growin' in Edge, when there ain't been green plant life around here for decades, yo. That deserves... A-word. Acco-somethin'. Bah, vocabulary."

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"Compliments!" she decided.

A beat.

"And, Reno! Tell Arthur I'm not a slacker! He call me that over radio!" And Ino couldn't take a joke, no. Not about that. "I'm totally not a slacker!"

[raspberryturk]

Reno couldn't help but laugh, at that.

"Anyone who can toss together sixteen hot pink notebooks on gardenin', filled with notes an' graphs an' all that jazz sure as hell ain't a slacker," he chuckled. "But I'll pass on the message, yo."

He stretched again, satisfied that there had been adequate small-talk for the evening before he could get into the meat of the conversation.

"So. I got your text, yoto. What was up with that?"

[intraspective]

She leaned back, fussing with one of her pillows.

"Oooh," Ino said, "Triela and I got to not-quite-arguing about it, and I thought you'd have a take on it."

NFB From Here, Please.

[raspberryturk]

Reno took a deep breath. Oooh, wow, this question was a minefield and he'd just tap-danced into it naked or something.

"Depends what you wanna know," he noted. "You want thoughts in general, or you got somethin' specific in mind. I got experience with both sides of the coin as a Turk, zoto. Seen too many people who ain't got no more say in who they kill, already."

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Elle was curious. There was a lot of talking going on in the alcove next to her own. She ventured over with Bruiser in her arms. "Hi in there. I'm Elle, your neighbor. I don't think we've met?"

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"We haven't!" Ino said, looking up from her list and grinning. "And aww, puppy! Hi Elle, I'm Ino!"

[awalkingfelony.livejournal.com]

She grinned instantly at the cheerful greeting. "Hi, Ino, it's a pleasure meeting you! This is Bruiser Woods and I hope we're not bothering you? You have homework already?"

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"Oh no," Ino said, clearing room on her bed. "Come in, sit down! And totally not homework--there's a party going to tomorrow night, and I'm finishing the planning."

A beat.

"Did you want to come?"

[awalkingfelony.livejournal.com]

Elle shuffled her perky self in and sat on the bed, folding her legs up Indian-style. She totally had thick fluffy pink socks on and not shoes that could destroy bedding. "A party? I love parties! What kind is it?"

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"We're watching the first episode of every show that a cabin is named after," Ino said brightly. "At the bar."

Because booze would totally make it more fun.

"Elena and I thought it'd be fun 'cause we didn't know most of them."

[awalkingfelony.livejournal.com]

"That sounds like super fun," she bounced, holding bruiser against her chest. "I had no idea the cabins were named after shows, what a cool idea! You're going to drink too?" she asked, curious about that since she's heard about the bar that doesn't card. "And oooh, I really like Elena! She's so super nice."

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"I'm definitely going to drink," Ino said, grinning. "Seriously, no one is going to stop me at a party I'm co-hosting. She is nice, definitely."

[awalkingfelony.livejournal.com]

"I don't drink. I mean, I've snuck once with my best friend back home? But I'm fifteen and omigod," she giggled. "I don't know if I could! Watching TV in a bar while drinking with a party going one, might affect your focusing on the show, won't it? But yay fun party times! Is it dress up or casual or what?"

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"Totally casual," Ino said, refraining from mentioning that she was fifteen too. "And, you could at least have, like, one drink. That wouldn't be bad."

They did have a drinking game for the shows, of course, so Ino wasn't exactly sure how much focusing would be going on anyway.

"And it's just a party, yeah? No need to be super focused on things."

[awalkingfelony.livejournal.com]

"Totally!" Elle's focus usually jumped from one thing to the next especially at parties. Omigod, she totally had to figure out what she was going to wear. Her casual was probably not like anyone elses casual. "Are you inviting lots of people? Because that would be so cool. I've met so many already but am so up for making more new friends! Is there anything I can do to help, Ino? And that is such a super cute name by the way."

[intraspective]

It meant boar. So not pretty.

Ino grinned slightly. "It's a family tradition," she said instead. "I'm named after my dad. And--I think I'm pretty good, I'm just waiting for people to get back to me right now. But we've got thirteen going for sure, and Elena's putting up posters to invite everyone else. Hopefully we'll get loads of people."