Room 504, Thursday Evening
May. 13th, 2010 07:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
intraspectiveIno had a fairly busy life, really, so was it any surprise that she hadn't gotten around to checking her e-mail in the last few days?
Either way, after a day of bouncing around, mostly in training and fooling around with a few of her theories (she had to get this stuff down, geez), Ino was sprawled out on her bed, planning doom and destruction on one hand and planning how to stop it on the other, when she finally got around to checking her e-mail.
She brightened at finding one from Hurley. Ino was frowning about two seconds later, mood plummeting as she typed out a response:
To: hugo.reyes@fandomhigh.edu
From: yamanaka.ino@fandomhigh.edu
Re: [No Subject]
You had better respond to this, Hurley. What's wrong? What happened? Can I help? Answer me or you're nothing but a liar.
And then, before she thought better of it, hit send. Was it awful of her to be sulking now? Either way, she was.
And worried. That too. Ino wondered if she ought to start listening to radio again: surely it would have said something about Hoshi being upset about this and then she would have heard the news sooner (or checked her e-mail sooner…) but for the moment, it was mostly a full-out sulk.
Sulk sulk sulk. Augh.
[For the puppy only, please.]
Either way, after a day of bouncing around, mostly in training and fooling around with a few of her theories (she had to get this stuff down, geez), Ino was sprawled out on her bed, planning doom and destruction on one hand and planning how to stop it on the other, when she finally got around to checking her e-mail.
She brightened at finding one from Hurley. Ino was frowning about two seconds later, mood plummeting as she typed out a response:
To: hugo.reyes@fandomhigh.edu
From: yamanaka.ino@fandomhigh.edu
Re: [No Subject]
You had better respond to this, Hurley. What's wrong? What happened? Can I help? Answer me or you're nothing but a liar.
And then, before she thought better of it, hit send. Was it awful of her to be sulking now? Either way, she was.
And worried. That too. Ino wondered if she ought to start listening to radio again: surely it would have said something about Hoshi being upset about this and then she would have heard the news sooner (or checked her e-mail sooner…) but for the moment, it was mostly a full-out sulk.
Sulk sulk sulk. Augh.
[For the puppy only, please.]
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Date: 2010-05-14 01:53 am (UTC)"I'm going to shriek at him," she said, almost comfortably. "When I get a hold of him. For making me worry."
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Date: 2010-05-15 10:49 am (UTC)See, Zack could totally get behind this 'shrieking at people' thing. It seemed more healthy and productive than sitting around and worrying. The next step from there, of course, would be snark, and then denial. And with any luck it wouldn't all boil down to Hurley turning himself into a monster or something crazy like that.
... Yeah, he was going to just give himself over to the soft, goopy urge to cuddle for the rest of his life.
"He'll be fine. I'm sure of it."
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Date: 2010-05-16 02:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-16 10:13 am (UTC)Oh. That did seem like a valid reason to worry, really. Not everybody was able to shrug things off and force a smile nine times out of ten.
"And if you can't get in touch with him, you have no way of knowing for sure," he replied. See, he got it, now.
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Date: 2010-05-16 02:47 pm (UTC)Funtimes. Only not.