Yamanaka Ino (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
intraspective) wrote2009-11-30 05:30 pm
intraspective) wrote2009-11-30 05:30 pm
Room 504, Monday Evening
Paperwork was not Ino's very bestest friend ever, no.
Especially when she probably didn't know enough about the subject to fill in all the blanks. This was not stopping her from going through the pile and filling in anything she did know, mind, but it did mean she was gathering a list of questions that Ino was pretty sure the village only wanted so they could totally be insanely nosey.
Did it really matter if he had siblings, after all?
Ino was pretty sure he didn't, anyway, but that wasn't the point.
Once you'd ascertained that, oh hey, no they were not a threat to Konoha and yes were willing to swear on this, Ino was of the opinion that the rest of it was garbage.
This did not stop her from doing it, of course, but it did mean she was muttering to herself about utter idiots who needed a book written for a visitor as she steadily worked her way down the questions. Music was on, the door was half open and Ino was working on her bed.
[Open door, open post!
ETA: The phone call with Reno is chronologically last, plz. The content of the call is NFB!]
Especially when she probably didn't know enough about the subject to fill in all the blanks. This was not stopping her from going through the pile and filling in anything she did know, mind, but it did mean she was gathering a list of questions that Ino was pretty sure the village only wanted so they could totally be insanely nosey.
Did it really matter if he had siblings, after all?
Ino was pretty sure he didn't, anyway, but that wasn't the point.
Once you'd ascertained that, oh hey, no they were not a threat to Konoha and yes were willing to swear on this, Ino was of the opinion that the rest of it was garbage.
This did not stop her from doing it, of course, but it did mean she was muttering to herself about utter idiots who needed a book written for a visitor as she steadily worked her way down the questions. Music was on, the door was half open and Ino was working on her bed.
[Open door, open post!
ETA: The phone call with Reno is chronologically last, plz. The content of the call is NFB!]
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Ino ignored that thought.
"Genesis ones ain't that strong physically," she answered. "What 'bout the Sephiroth ones?"
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He was not going to volunteer the fact that there was an exception to that, and that exception was the guy who thought he was Zack, no.
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Zack would only ever meet one. And he'd drag the poor guy all over the planet, too. He'd never really understand what he was doing in the long run, would he?
"Zack'll never have to worry about 'em," Reno replied. "They're years down the road, yo. An' someone else deals with all that, like I been sayin'."
Thank you, Cloud, for being a convenient scapegoat so that Reno could tell little half-truths again.
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Good enough, for now, to know that Zack wasn't going to fight them.
"Yes," she said sourly, "the guy who needs to believe he's Zack. Right."
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Well. Mostly stick. It kinda un-stuck last year, and that had sucked, but then Cloud made it stick again. Thank you, Cloud.
Jerk.
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"Reno?" That was lilting, deliberately toying with the word. "Thanks."
And then she hung up on him.
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There were monsters to kill.
There was a city to try to put together.
He'd worry about this conversation later. And maybe send Ino cranky text messages back, then, too.