Room 504, Saturday Afternoon
Jan. 8th, 2011 01:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
intraspectiveBeing back in Fandom was a peculiar… sort of disconnect.
Ino was curled up on hers and Zack’s pushed together beds and pretending to read. Which was rather futile because she knew it was pretence and so it would have been more productive to actually do something…
But she didn’t really feel like it. There were a lot of things she had to think on, but those thoughts felt almost like she was clinging to broken glass in her hands, and that hurt.
Like a toothache, however, she couldn’t quite stop poking at them. Even when doing so only hurt things more.
And, turn the page. Keeping up appearances, even just to herself, was important.
She was supposed to be reading. Would claim to be reading.
But her gaze wasn't on the book.
[Open door and post!]
Ino was curled up on hers and Zack’s pushed together beds and pretending to read. Which was rather futile because she knew it was pretence and so it would have been more productive to actually do something…
But she didn’t really feel like it. There were a lot of things she had to think on, but those thoughts felt almost like she was clinging to broken glass in her hands, and that hurt.
Like a toothache, however, she couldn’t quite stop poking at them. Even when doing so only hurt things more.
And, turn the page. Keeping up appearances, even just to herself, was important.
She was supposed to be reading. Would claim to be reading.
But her gaze wasn't on the book.
[Open door and post!]
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Date: 2011-01-09 02:51 am (UTC)"No," she said softly. "He weren't bein' over-protective. We found some pretty... hurtful... things."
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Date: 2011-01-09 02:58 am (UTC)"Did you want to talk?" he asked softly. "Or should I go on about ... what I'm reading, or how we want to go to New York, or anything else in the world? I can do either. I tend to dwell but I'm of the mind of late that it does me no good."
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Date: 2011-01-09 03:02 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-01-09 03:37 am (UTC)She didn't know. She just sounded tired.
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Date: 2011-01-09 03:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-09 03:53 am (UTC)Ino blinked. Hard.
"I'm going to, if I can't change the future."
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Date: 2011-01-09 04:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-09 04:08 am (UTC)And Ino was never going to understand that reaction. It ripped her up just to think about it.
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Date: 2011-01-09 04:14 am (UTC)Romeo would have cried. But Romeo wasn't any kind of soldier, in capitals or out of it.
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Date: 2011-01-09 04:17 am (UTC)That was weak, but she was only seventeen and in love with someone who died in a future she'd been told repeatedly had to go forward as is. Add that on top of all the other trauma of the last few weeks...
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Date: 2011-01-09 04:23 am (UTC)"I doubt he blames you for what you did," he hazarded, sounding as uncertain as he felt. "Have you talked to him about it?"
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Date: 2011-01-09 04:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-09 04:31 am (UTC)"So there's no way to change it," he said, because the way she was talking was like she had given up. Like they both had.
[OOC: NIGHT.]
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Date: 2011-01-09 04:33 am (UTC)[Niiight!]
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