Room 504, Sunday Night

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Ino was sprawled out in her jammies, hair damp against her skull, and idly rereading her notes on the latest things her father wanted her to practice on.

Nibbling on candy (she'd totally got it on sale and ha, it was just as good bought as it would've been had she gone around to get it), Ino was in a good mood.

From the candy, from the studying, from what she'd gotten up to today?

Totally all of the above.

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Why, was that Ino's phone, ringing?

Why yes, yes it was!

Bored Turks with paperwork up to their noses and sudden inspiration from instant messages with photo attachments led to moments like this. Moments where phones rang. Yes, indeed.

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Phone ringing meant temporary scramble as she attempted to locate the stupid thing before realizing that it had totally fallen to the side of her bed.

"Hiii?" Ino carolled into her phone.

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"Rooookieeeee," Reno crooned right back, grinning as he leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on the desk. And on the paperwork. "They give out prizes for photography nowadays? 'Cause you gotta have a few winnin' shots, here, yo."

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She laughed, rolling over to snag her notebook and wriggled into a more comfortable position. "I don't know if my work would win anything that the general public gets a say on--I mean, they're sorta specialized, really."

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"You cater to a specific sorta client, huh? I can appreciate that, zoto."

Reno's phone? Totally on speaker while he looked over the pictures again.

"You know, I think it actually looks better all finished up like that? Any word on how Durden took it, yet? Or you gonna be listenin' to the radio tonight to find out?"

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"Very specific! Radio, definitely," she replied. "I didn't want to stick 'round and risk getting caught, you know? And I needed sleep by that point too. You like the ribbon? I figured it was half your work, the colour had to suit you."

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"The ribbon," Reno decided, laughing and squinting to see it more clearly on his teeny screen, "is a real nice touch, yo."

Well, it was!

"So, other'n this, what you been up to lately, Rookie? Missed you last weekend. Sucks."

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Only because the both of them had some rather interesting views on things like torture and stuff, yes. But the ribbon was totally a nice touch in her opinion.

"Got hauled off for training," she said, rolling her eyes. "Dad didn't think 'oh, hey, I want to see people' was a good enough excuse. Got a hold of Romeo for a bit but that was it for you guys, you know?"

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"I got to hang out with Romeo an' Doji too," Reno mused, smirking as he thought back on dinners and group hugs.

Yes, he'd totally smuggled half of Cafe Fina's menu back with him to Edge in coolers.

"Almost time for another visit or somethin', Rookie? Trainin's got some pretty shitty timing, zoto."

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"You want a rookie kicking 'round your place for a few days, you name your dates," she laughed. "I ain't so attached to classes that I'm going to give up the chance to go beat the crap out of monsters, yo."

Truth. Pure and simple truth. Monster killing ranked way higher than class to her.

"Dad's just wanting to make sure I'm good when the exam gets a date," Ino excused him. "Prep's underway, but not set yet, so he's fussing."

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"You tell him you're takin' a few days offa training to go kill monsters with the big boys on another world, how you figure he'll take the news?" Reno chuckled, and then he was kicking off his shoes.

Yes, onto his paperwork. So?

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"Dad?" Ino found another caramel and unwrapped it. "He'd probably say that 'long as my grades didn't suffer and I didn't die that killing monsters totally counted as training and that I need to get pictures."

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"Lighting in Edge don't entirely suck in the daytime for that!"

Yes,the lighting was totally the important part. It wasn't like he was about to worry about the Rookie getting eaten by Kalm Fangs or anything. He'd be there to make sure that didn't happen anyhow.

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"Someone looks like the proverbial cat," Triela smiled as she leaned herself against the door frame.

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Ino preened.

"With cream, even," she admitted, gesturing at the candy she had spread around.

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"What'd you do? Knock over a whole warehouse?"

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Her eyes brightened. "Do you think that there's a warehouse I could knock down? That'd be an interesting challenge..."

Ino paused, eyes sparkling. "And I cleaned out my closet today."

What? Smoochy had lived in her closet. She was telling the truth.

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"Congratulations?" Triela offered teasingly with a grin.

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"I'd tell you more," she said, grin widening. "But silence is more prudent right now, you understand."

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"Aaaaah," Triela laughed. "Then double-congratulations."

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"Come on in," she said, gesturing to the bed. "And thank you. I'm going to be up 'till radio has gone on, for sure."

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"Trying hard to contain yourself?" Triela teased as she walked into the room, and reflexively looked around in case someone was lurking in ambush.

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There was nothing there but the plants and Kabuto's snake, as per usual.

"Well," she said, laughing, "I want to see what dirt they got on me!"

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"So what have you been up to besides covert newsworthy exploits?"

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"Studying new and exciting ways of using my powers," Ino answered promptly. "On Dad's orders."