A Secluded Area of the Preserve, Wednesday Evening

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When Reno had said they could go out for tea, Ino had kinda figured he'd meant some place like the Perk, or even Caritas if 'tea' meant 'booze' (and knowing Reno, she'd guessed that it might've meant that).

So when she'd wound up in the preserve with him, Ino absolutely, positively, had to be a brat:

"Don't think the trees serve tea, yo."

[For Reno, yoto!]

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"Ain't thought 'bout nothin' different," she muttered, toying with a her hair. "Always goin' to just--go home an' be badass."

Ino's idea of planning for the future needed some work, yes.

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Just a smidgen.

"Back home, huh?" Reno pursed his lips a little, and then shrugged. "No place like it, I can appreciate that. They got work for you there?"

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A shrug to match his.

"Dunno," she admitted, though it wasn't quite true. Konoha could always use another shinobi. "Just--driftin' right now, an' Hokage-sama ain't likely to call me for jobs and the moment but it's still..."

Where she'd grown up? Where she'd planned to spend her life?

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"Still home," Reno replied, nodding faintly. "Look, Ino, if you need anything to do in the meantime, if they don't got no missions for you right now, I can always take you back to Edge now an' then. Rude's always got space for people to crash in his apartment, zoto. An' the locals can use all the help they can get around there, buildin', fendin' monsters outta their neighborhoods... Productive junk, yeah? You can teach someone smarter'n me how to grow plants in imported soil."

Or whatever arable land they could find around Edge, now. Reno wasn't certain what the place looked like, anymore. He'd been here for months, without looking back.

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She frowned, though not at him. At her thoughts.

And poor Rude, getting his place volunteered without a say-so to!

"Maybe," she said, with a tiny smile. "Though that sort of help ain't what it sounded like when you asked if I'd thought 'bout Edge or Junon."

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Reno cracked a little grin at that.

"Ain't what I was offerin' when I asked about Edge or Junon," he replied. "But you can't really do Turk work from Konoha, yoto."

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"Be a bit of a pain, yeah," Ino conceded. "Nice of you to make the offer--I just... don't know. If my future were a canvas it'd be blank right 'bout now."

So she thought.

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"If I were the kinda guy who was good at metaphor, here's where I'd say somethin' witty about paint," Reno decided, smirking faintly. "You got a year left, anyhow. Take it easy, look over your options. A year don't seem like too long if you already been here for a few, but for all you know, it'll all pull together for you just before grad, yo."

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She sighed and didn't bother arguing with him about that. Ino didn't really believe it would but that was--something for her to figure out.

"You really mean that offer?" she asked quietly. "If I don't--wanna go back?"

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"Wouldn't make it if I didn't mean it," Reno pointed out. "Like I said, Rookie. Much as Tseng's pissed at me right now, I'm his second. I got the authority to bring in new Turks, yo. Especially if he ain't gonna get off his ass an' do it himself, zoto."

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She wrinkled her nose up thoughtfully.

"Think I'd get pretty bored of wearin' all black," she said slowly. "But the job... that I wouldn't mind."

It was pretty much tailor made to her, really.

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"Hey," Reno snorted, "don't knock the uniforms, yo."

A pause.

"We've had 'em in blue before too, yo."

That made all the difference in the world.

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"Still borin'," she said, arching an eyebrow. "Ain't customization allowed?"

This was Ino avoiding her issues again, yeah.

[raspberryturk]

Yeah, but Reno figured he'd pushed them hard enough all at once, and could probably stand to give her a break for just a moment.

"Do I look like I'm gonna kick your ass for not wearin' the uniform right?"

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"How 'bout pink buttons?" she asked, smirking slightly. "Ribbon and lace on the cuffs. A big floppy bow instead of a tie. It'd be cute."

She could probably make it look absolutely adorable with a bit of work. Ino was good at rocking the cute thing.

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"Monsters ain't gonna laugh themselves to death," Reno pointed out, smoothly.

He was trying to picture it.

He wasn't a monster, which meant that it was totally possible that he could laugh himself to death, of course.

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"I'd still be able to fight," she replied, amused. "I'm not so stupid as all of that."

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"Well, I hope you ain't," Reno replied, still grinning. "I like to tell myself that my Rookies are smarter'n that, yo."

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"Definitely smarter than that," Ino answered. "Though I doubt I'd get away with it, huh?"

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"I'm drawin' my line at the lacy bits," Reno agreed. "If you can find pink buttons in Edge, you're welcome to 'em."

After all, it was as though anybody would see the buttons provided she zipped up her jacket.

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"What 'bout the floppy bow instead of the tie?" she persisted, smiling. "Or, I suppose I could wear a different colour dress shirt under the jacket."

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"Tell you what, Rookie. You coordinate your uniform to your heart's content, an' if I laugh at you, then you probably went overboard, zoto."

A tried and true method. Really.

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"Would that mean that if Tseng had a problem with it, I could point to you and say 'Reno said it was okay'?"

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"I think he'd figure that much out on his own, zoto," Reno snorted. "It's Tseng's business to know his Turks, yo. He's an ass, but he's sharp like a friggin' thumbtack."

Which drove Reno to complete consternation on more than one occasion. So, naturally, Reno had to return the favor.

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"Mmm." Which wasn't much of a response. "Seems hard to imagine," Ino said slowly. "That whole--transfer idea."

And apparently she was going to leap frog her points tonight.