Room 504, Monday Evening

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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!]

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"I can be used that way," she supposed. "I mean, with proper bribes and all."

Did Triela have a bribe?

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Triela quirked an eyebrow. "Bribes, you say... What would you deem appropriate for serving as a distraction?"

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Ino pursed her lips.

"Information?"

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"The sky is blue," Triela informed Ino playfully.

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Ino lobbed a pillow in Triela's general direction.

"Information I don't know!"

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Triela dodged the pillow and grinned. Then she shrugged lightly. "Well, we've got a new girl at the Agency." She sounded... less than completely casual about that.

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"Oooh?"

A beat.

"Cuter than you?"

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Triela rolled her eyes. "As if that's even possible."

Though... "She is taller than me." She almost scowled. She was used to being the tallest.

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Hmmm.

"Older?"

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Triela shrugged. "I think she's younger, actually. But she definitely looks older." Of course Triela still looked about thirteen, so that wasn't really saying much.

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"You don't like her?" Ino asked, raising her eyebrows.

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Another pause for thought. "No, I like her fine, I guess. Or as well as I can when I don't really know her..."

"Her handler, on the other hand..." Triela made a face. Something about Alessandro rubbed her the wrong way.

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"Evil?"

Ino grabbed her other pillow and hugged it. "Sounds like you had fun."

No, not really.

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"Not evil. Just... annoying." Smug. Annoyingly smug. And... too smooth.

"Oh, yes, it was a blast."

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"Anything good 'bout it?"

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"Well, no missions, but... Petra really isn't so bad. Even if she is too tall."

Triela was not petulant about that. At all.

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Riiight.

And Ino was really a queen.

"Tall ain't something to really whine 'bout," she pointed out.

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"Of course not," Triela agreed. Because she wasn't whining.

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She so was.

"So you goin' to stop?"

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Triela scowled. "I was not whining."

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"Are so," Ino taunted.

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More scowling. "This is the worst distraction ever."

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"Well," she said, "I never promised I'd be a good one, after paperwork and all."

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"Paperwork," Triela sighed. "A necessary evil."

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"It'll be worth it," she said comfortably. "When it's, you know, done."