Yamanaka Ino (
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Room 504, Sunday Night
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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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.
[Open door, open post!]
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"Well," she said, laughing, "I want to see what dirt they got on me!"
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Really.
"And it's--good planning, to have someone 'round."
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Ino shrugged.
"Well."
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"God any issues with my powers?"
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Ino was way too fond of being human, for one. And having her own mind always for another.
"What've you been up to, then?"
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Ino was fond of her pretty pretty hair, okay?
"That sounds fun, though. Was it dangerous?"
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