Yamanaka Ino (
intraspective) wrote2010-01-16 07:22 pm
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Room 504, Saturday Evening
Ino had woken up at her normal ridiculous hour, freezing, and taken a long look outside before deciding that her clinic shift could go screw itself because Ino? Ino was not going outside in a blizzard. Even if, she'd realized as she'd hauled more blankets on to her bed and crawled back under the covers, the clinic probably had power and was warm. Clinics had things like back up generators and stuff, right? Eh, not worth the odds of getting lost and dying, no.
When she woke up a few hours later—warmer, but then enough blankets to drown in helped with that—Ino peeked out and swore when she realized what she really should have realized before. Her poor plants! It was funny how that got her out of her nest of blankets faster than anything else had as she went to work tacking up blankets over the window and wishing like anything that she had some way to keep her plants warm.
Poking her nose out the hall said that it was even worse out there and she shut her door tight and the shoved blankets at the bottom of it to keep any cold air from getting in. Then she went digging through her kit that she dragged around on missions and came up with a few glow sticks—snapping them got her some light, and if it was green light, well, it was better than nothing. Even if it was an absolute bitch to read by.
So, Ino spent her nibbling on chocolate and granola bars (she had ration bars but Ino was saving those for if this went on for longer than a day or two) alternately reading by glow stick and exercising because that got the blood moving and she could pretend she wasn't cold for a bit and fussing over her plants.
And hiding. But seriously, she was from the Fire Country. Snow and cold were not her friends. Ino curled up in about twelve blankets with another granola bar, another glow stick, and the play she'd picked up in Gaia.
Today sucked.
[Closed door but open post, yes.]
When she woke up a few hours later—warmer, but then enough blankets to drown in helped with that—Ino peeked out and swore when she realized what she really should have realized before. Her poor plants! It was funny how that got her out of her nest of blankets faster than anything else had as she went to work tacking up blankets over the window and wishing like anything that she had some way to keep her plants warm.
Poking her nose out the hall said that it was even worse out there and she shut her door tight and the shoved blankets at the bottom of it to keep any cold air from getting in. Then she went digging through her kit that she dragged around on missions and came up with a few glow sticks—snapping them got her some light, and if it was green light, well, it was better than nothing. Even if it was an absolute bitch to read by.
So, Ino spent her nibbling on chocolate and granola bars (she had ration bars but Ino was saving those for if this went on for longer than a day or two) alternately reading by glow stick and exercising because that got the blood moving and she could pretend she wasn't cold for a bit and fussing over her plants.
And hiding. But seriously, she was from the Fire Country. Snow and cold were not her friends. Ino curled up in about twelve blankets with another granola bar, another glow stick, and the play she'd picked up in Gaia.
Today sucked.
[Closed door but open post, yes.]
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"Misbehaving in class? Now you have me curious what was going on, there, you know."
Zack Fair, wiggling his nose into anything that looked shiny around the edges!
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"I refused to do his class exercise," Ino said, tugging at the wrapper. "He wanted us to pair up and spill our deepest darkest secrets to the other person to build a bond of trust."
Trust. Right. Built on blackmail.
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"Can he even do that? There's a reason that they're secrets in the first place. Teachers around here ought to be able to respect that!"
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Ino gave that a bit of a shrug.
"I pretty much told him he weren't the boss of me and I weren't going to participate and he told me to get out of the class room."
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A pause.
"Whatever class it is."
He was going to wiggle a little closer toward her, now. Because it was cold in here and he wasn't actually moving around much. Body heat, he'd heard, could be an awesome thing.
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And pretending she wasn't going to just inch over a bit herself, and lean against him when he got close enough. Mmmm body heat.
"Which I guess I proved the class name right? But seriously--secrets are generally secrets for a reason, you know? I mean, if he'd said 'tell one silly little secret' then I wouldn't have had much of an issue with that 'cause silly secrets you just don't tell 'cause you don't want people to tease you 'bout. But big secrets..."
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He sighed. This body heat thing was nice.
"They're civilians. You never know when they might turn around and tell it to someone else."
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She would utterly deny it. She was cold and that was her story. Though the fire made a nice bit of warmth, yes.
"But not all secrets are equal, you know? And so people might decide that they were willing to have their secret outed if it meant telling people 'bout the other person's secret."
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"That's pretty much it. If someone's deepest secret is something like how they stole a pack of gum at the store and they liked it..." He shrugged. "There are people like that. Who live completely normal lives, who don't have anything huge and dark looming over their heads all of the time. Anything I would tell them would be way too big for most people."
Even puppies had secrets, when they were puppies with a body count.
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"You are so not most people. You're too short for that."
He was totally bracing himself to be smacked for that, yes.
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"Hey! It's not my fault you're too tall!"
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Helpful, Zack!
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No way would she catch up to him, mind, but wishful thinking was allowed.
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Except for, like, Cable. Cable was just a touch taller than Zack's 6'3", yes.
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"Spinach is good in salads," she giggled, resting her head against him absently. "Just wish I was a tiny bit taller, come on."
She would be, given a year or two. Ino was going to end up at a grand height of 5'3" one day.
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Don't laugh, Zack. Don't. Resist! You can do it!
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"Can I use my elbows?"
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That sounded fair to her but she was the one who was going to be laughing her head off, so...
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... What, Zack?
"Once the weather is back to normal, so that I'm not slogging through snow-drifts up to my nose, then. I'll spend a whole day on my knees, just for you!"
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Seriously?
She burst into delighted giggles. "You'll have to let me know so I can tape it," Ino said, beaming. "And if there's anything you want me to do for you?"
Because, well, he was going to look like an absolute idiot all day just for her. She could totally do something for him.
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