Apartment Above the Boards, Sunday Morning

[intraspective]

There'd been a lot to think about from yesterday. Almost too much, really, which was why when Zack had suggested they all hit Luke's for breakfast (a family breakfast) Ino had plead work and promised she'd be along in a few.

And she would. Be along, that was.

But what she had to do didn't have anything to do with work.

She sat cross-legged on her bed, Silly perched on her knee, and Kueng's Silly perched on her other knee, and Girl dosing behind her. (Ino was pretty bemused by the duplicate of her chicobo.) They were eyeing each other. Ino gently rubbed both of their heads and then sent off the message she'd realized last night that she should have sent earlier.

Kueng's safe.

Because with his fathers' only the gods knew just how badly they were taking his disappearance.

[For those she's messaging, but also open for calls/visitors, yo.]

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[turk_mailman]

Tseng nodded faintly.

"I'll give you dates. Locations. Everything we have. It won't be for nothing." He glanced over his shoulder. "In the meantime..."

He grimaced.

"I think I've used about as much time as I can afford without having to sleep on the sofa for the next month."

[intraspective]

Don't laugh, Ino, don't laugh. It wasn't actually funny, it was just--she was emotionally over-wrought.

"I understand," she said, once the insane urge to giggle had passed. "Go on. Thank you for talking to me."

[turk_mailman]

Tseng nodded.

"Thank you for..." He wasn't sure. But it seemed important to thank her anyway. "For everything, Iris."

[intraspective]

She smiled and, after a moment, reached out and terminated the call.

Then she flopped back on the bed, right on Girl, and heaved a sigh, just staring at the ceiling for awhile, until the urge to either laugh or cry had passed.

She still had to meet her boys at Luke's. Ino closed her eyes, then sat up, reaching for her phone. Zack and Tseng (the older ones) were likely fighting by now. She didn't blame Zack for it--but she also understood Tseng's reasoning.

Ino didn't expect any response to her two texts, one to each. That almost made them easier to send.

Ain't no matter the time or the situation, Zack. I love you.

The one to Tseng was a little more difficult. She loved him here, of course, but she loved all the Turks, violently, fiercely, just like they loved her. The love that the other her had held for him, though, that had been different.

虹立ちて　忽ち君の　在る如し. 愛してる.*

She left it at that.

[OOC: A haiku by Takahama Kyoshi:

The rainbow stands
In a moment
As if you are here.

And the words 'I love you'.]