![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
intraspectiveIno would be lying if she claimed that she hadn't told Reno the wrong time to expect her.
So she had absolutely no plans to actually let anyone know about that tiny insignificant fact. Especially not Reno. Fully armed and wearing leggings and a turtleneck rather than anything like she fought in at home, but that she'd found more comfy for dealing with Midgar's weather, and so had figured the same would apply roughly to Edge's weather, Ino's gaze when she stepped through the portal was scrutinizing. (You try staying warm in the middle of winter in what basically amounts to a short skirt with slits clean up the sides, a tank top, and a bunch of bandages wrapped around your torso and see how long it takes you to find something warmer to wear.)
She had a bit of time to kill. A few hours before Reno would even think to wonder where she was.
Plenty of time to explore Edge on her own. Reno would… probably not approve. He didn't need to know. Making sure she knew which direction his apartment was in, Ino darted off on silent feet.
Edge was, she determined a few hours later, making her careful way to his place, a lot worse off than Reno had told her. Despite the fact that some of the areas she'd snooped through had made her, well, violently ill (Ino had not been prepared for the number of starving people, of homeless people, of hopeless dying people she'd seen living on the streets in conditions she'd only vaguely grasped before), Ino was tentatively calling her snooping a good idea.
Also, mints were amazing things. Shut up. She was a ninja and a Rookie. He absolutely didn't need to know she'd gotten sick over some of what she'd seen. Ino had no intentions of telling him anything at all about that. Need to know basis said he totally didn't need to know. She found the building he lived in and headed up the stairs exuding an air that said she totally belonged here no really.
So, it was a pale (but for the colour quickly pinched into her cheeks) and rather wide-eyed Rookie that rapped smartly on his door at exactly the time she'd told him she'd be there.
[For the Turk expecting her, zoto! NFB due to distance!]
So she had absolutely no plans to actually let anyone know about that tiny insignificant fact. Especially not Reno. Fully armed and wearing leggings and a turtleneck rather than anything like she fought in at home, but that she'd found more comfy for dealing with Midgar's weather, and so had figured the same would apply roughly to Edge's weather, Ino's gaze when she stepped through the portal was scrutinizing. (You try staying warm in the middle of winter in what basically amounts to a short skirt with slits clean up the sides, a tank top, and a bunch of bandages wrapped around your torso and see how long it takes you to find something warmer to wear.)
She had a bit of time to kill. A few hours before Reno would even think to wonder where she was.
Plenty of time to explore Edge on her own. Reno would… probably not approve. He didn't need to know. Making sure she knew which direction his apartment was in, Ino darted off on silent feet.
Edge was, she determined a few hours later, making her careful way to his place, a lot worse off than Reno had told her. Despite the fact that some of the areas she'd snooped through had made her, well, violently ill (Ino had not been prepared for the number of starving people, of homeless people, of hopeless dying people she'd seen living on the streets in conditions she'd only vaguely grasped before), Ino was tentatively calling her snooping a good idea.
Also, mints were amazing things. Shut up. She was a ninja and a Rookie. He absolutely didn't need to know she'd gotten sick over some of what she'd seen. Ino had no intentions of telling him anything at all about that. Need to know basis said he totally didn't need to know. She found the building he lived in and headed up the stairs exuding an air that said she totally belonged here no really.
So, it was a pale (but for the colour quickly pinched into her cheeks) and rather wide-eyed Rookie that rapped smartly on his door at exactly the time she'd told him she'd be there.
[For the Turk expecting her, zoto! NFB due to distance!]
no subject
Date: 2010-02-21 01:05 am (UTC)"Besides," Ino added, "I got plenty to amuse myself with in Midgar right now anyway."
Because, yes, trying to learn everything ever about a city while fighting monsters at the same time and not letting on to Zack exactly how much she wanted to know about everything ever was a complicated game for her. Yes, game.
In a few months, she'd start looking for more information. But Ino needed the basics first.
no subject
Date: 2010-02-21 01:33 am (UTC)Yes. He wanted photos for nostalgia's sake, and not at all so that he could try to figure out exactly where in Zack's timeline Ino was sitting right then.
no subject
Date: 2010-02-21 01:37 am (UTC)Well, Ino, he was trying to get you to detail things.
"Sector Eight is Turks turf, yeah? You said that before. How would they like it if I went 'round snapping photos?"
no subject
Date: 2010-02-21 01:45 am (UTC)"Ain't unusual around there, yo. There's the fountain, an' Loveless Avenue is down that way. So long as you ain't doin' it all the time, you'd just be another tourist, yo."
no subject
Date: 2010-02-21 01:48 am (UTC)She wasn't much of a tourist, really, all things considered.
"I make an adorable tourist," Ino informed him lightly. "All big blue eyes and tiny and wee and absolutely harmless."
And hung around with a SOLDIER who was a lot more harmless than she was when it came to tempers and fighting without orders.
no subject
Date: 2010-02-21 02:12 am (UTC)He pushed off the wall, then, starting to saunter back down the road.
"C'mon, Rookie. We got more monsters to bump off tonight."