A Secluded Part of the Beach, Saturday Afternoon

[intraspective]

If Ino had to summarize the weekend so far, it'd be with words that were not really along the lines of 'amazing' and 'heartbreaking', no.

Her words were more along the lines of 'complicated' and 'awkward' and the constant feeling of being in the way. Which would be why she'd gotten very very good at excusing herself from—conversations where she felt like she was intruding. Zack didn't have much time with Angeal, after all.

She wasn't going to impinge or expect him to spend the time with her in that case. It was a little lonely, if she was honest. And more than a little depressing, since no one had shown up for her and she'd thought, maybe—

Well.

There was no use thinking about it. She'd been thinking about it too much as it was between drifting around the island and feeling peculiarly at odds with everything.

Which was why, when she'd gotten antsy enough for the third time that even her plants couldn't distract her, Ino had tracked down her spear and headed for a secluded area of the beach. Stepping out onto the water, she brought her weapon down and flung herself into a pattern dance.

Training. When in doubt, more training was always a good thing.

[Open for one, maybe two. And massive SP is seriously likely. ^^;]

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Zack had apparently been trying to prove that he didn't need sleep and could function on caffeine and positive energy. That had worked until an hour ago, at which point he had promptly fallen over.

Angeal was not going to wake him. He was just going to leave a note that he'd gone for a walk, and would be back soon.

It gave him time to explore the town for himself, without a hyperactive puppy as a guide. The town had done well under the hyperactive puppy treatment, but he liked taking his time and watching with his own eyes.

He neared the beach and spotted Ino -- the girl Zack seemed to be involved with -- going through the motions of what looked like a training exercise.

He waited, watching, wondering what art this was that she practiced.