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intraspectiveReally, it had been a month and a half now and Ino had to admit that she was—feeling better. Between her father teaching Zack (and water walking had proved to be quite a hilarious thing to watch) and her father teaching her, she was feeling useful and busy without it being anything too taxing.
She hadn’t seen either of her previous teammates, which stung, but Ino stomped down firmly on that as she disentangled her mind from her father’s and ignored his look. It wasn’t the first time she’d avoided… whatever it was he’d wanted to talk about.
And she doubted it would be the last.
“That’s enough for now,” he said, after a moment. “How about you go and get some air?”
It was phrased as a suggestion, but Ino was well used to her father’s orders. With a quick kiss to his cheek, she left the room, went down the long, dark hall and out into the sunshine. It was a lovely day—February, already, which made her head hurt if she thought too hard about the days and how they related to Fandom—but, Ino thought, as she leaned against the balcony and pulled out her phone, hitting speed dial, maybe all that time had been what she’d needed.
And, across universes, her phone call reached…
[For ze raspberried one. Mwahaha. NFB.]
She hadn’t seen either of her previous teammates, which stung, but Ino stomped down firmly on that as she disentangled her mind from her father’s and ignored his look. It wasn’t the first time she’d avoided… whatever it was he’d wanted to talk about.
And she doubted it would be the last.
“That’s enough for now,” he said, after a moment. “How about you go and get some air?”
It was phrased as a suggestion, but Ino was well used to her father’s orders. With a quick kiss to his cheek, she left the room, went down the long, dark hall and out into the sunshine. It was a lovely day—February, already, which made her head hurt if she thought too hard about the days and how they related to Fandom—but, Ino thought, as she leaned against the balcony and pulled out her phone, hitting speed dial, maybe all that time had been what she’d needed.
And, across universes, her phone call reached…
[For ze raspberried one. Mwahaha. NFB.]
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Date: 2010-12-28 12:08 am (UTC)"No," Ino's response was muffled but comprehensible. "Because this is their home."
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Date: 2010-12-28 12:20 am (UTC)"It isn't ours," he said softly. "I'll leave them my last four Ethers and one of my un-mastered Curaga. That's all we can really do for them, anymore."
If he gave them one that wasn't mastered, in the hands of somebody who wasn't SOLDIER, it would eventually spawn a Cure. And then someday that one would level and master and do the same.
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Date: 2010-12-28 12:25 am (UTC)There was nothing for them to do.
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Date: 2010-12-28 12:30 am (UTC)"We're leaving, then," he replied, softly. "I'll book the next portal out of here that I can manage. How much time will you need?"
He kind of suspected that she didn't want to do like he did, and just take off on her parents without saying goodbye.
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Date: 2010-12-28 12:32 am (UTC)"A few hours?" she said, not sure at all. "I don't know where my dad is right now."
Busy, always busy, though, while he helped coordinate the relief efforts.
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Date: 2010-12-28 12:39 am (UTC)"It'll probably take me about that long to get a portal out of here anyhow," he admitted.
Somebody hadn't forgotten the terminals last year in their attempt to get to Midgar for the tree lighting.
None of that, this year...
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Date: 2010-12-28 12:40 am (UTC)"Your arm--"
He shouldn't have been using it to hold her so tightly.
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Date: 2010-12-28 12:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-28 12:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-28 01:09 am (UTC)"Don't worry about it, okay? I'll be fine."
Anyhow, his legs were way more injured than his arm was.
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Date: 2010-12-28 01:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-28 01:31 am (UTC)Way, way more than that.
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Date: 2010-12-28 01:38 am (UTC)