Yamanaka Ino (
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??????????, Gaia, Wednesday Late Afternoon
She was never, ever taking any portal that had stopovers ever again. Sure, their hosts had been great, she now played one hell of a mean game of croquet (it would have been two-time world champion except Reno had stolen one title from her on a technicality, damn him), but really, all being stuck in croquet hell for three years the local time had done was kill any momentum she'd had for saving the world.
Iris still came out of the portal swinging her mallet, just in case. (Look, before croquet hell there had been some much less friendly worlds out there and old habits died really hard.)
Nothing attacked her, though she did startle a man feeding his chickens as she stepped out into his yard. Ignoring his yelp, she glanced around their surroundings, her mind reaching out to judge any potential threats.
"Oh thank fuck," she said cheerfully. "We're someplace peaceful. I demand a shower!"
Sure, they'd have to figure out where and what reality they were in. But this was a start.
[For that title-stealing guy!
NOTE: The second thread has talk of torture, actual murder, torture, and blowing up a building in it.]
Iris still came out of the portal swinging her mallet, just in case. (Look, before croquet hell there had been some much less friendly worlds out there and old habits died really hard.)
Nothing attacked her, though she did startle a man feeding his chickens as she stepped out into his yard. Ignoring his yelp, she glanced around their surroundings, her mind reaching out to judge any potential threats.
"Oh thank fuck," she said cheerfully. "We're someplace peaceful. I demand a shower!"
Sure, they'd have to figure out where and what reality they were in. But this was a start.
[For that title-stealing guy!
NOTE: The second thread has talk of torture, actual murder, torture, and blowing up a building in it.]
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Thanks for that, croquet land.
"I'm in. Let's trash it but good."
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"An' if that donkey-laughin' lunatic is in there? We throw his ass into the mako."
Just putting that out there.
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"Where is the mako, anyway? Underneath?"
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Please don't think too hard about the tanks in the basement, Iris.
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"Right," she said, a bit distantly. "Let's burn it all."
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Cut the trouble off at the source.
Best chance they had yet, right?
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Iris trailed behind him, her eyes hard.
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Reno was ever so casually lighting up a smoke as they approached the mansion's front door. Tried the handle. Locked, of course.
Swiped his keycard.
Turk access. Ha.
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"That's convenient," Iris said, smirking faintly. "And the place ain't deserted, though it ain't fully occupied either."
Just a heads up.
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At all.
Even a little bit.
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Iris. Iris, no.
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"What, Smoochy? What, you thinkin' we should Smoochy Hojo?"
Reno would be up for giving Hojo the ol' Smoochy treatment.
Which was horrifying.
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And absolutely terrible. In so, so many ways.
"We could even warn 'im, with one hangin' on a tree if we've got a day or so to spare. Like we always did with Tyler-sensei."
Only Smoochy had never been more than just a joke with him. For Hojo, it would be for real.
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"Ah, memories."
A pause.
"You got a Smoochy hidden away in your back of tricks?"
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And it wasn't like she spent her money on much else.
SO.
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A beat.
"If we get caught on the front step with a Smoochy costume I'm going to laugh forever."
And—
"I told you!" She held it up. And grinned.
It… it was not a nice grin, but Reno knew her not-so-nice bits, so that was fine.
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"I vote," he mused, "instead of leavin' this as a warning, we stuff him in it when we do the job."
What was a little humiliation and torture between coworkers, right?
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One of her eyebrows went up speculatively.
"I like it," she decided, "though we'll need to get a selfie to send to Tseng."
Any Tseng. All Tseng.
It was too good to not.
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"We can do video too," Iris said. "Ain't no reason we can't do both and send him the selfie first, yeah?"
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"Our texted report," she reminded him, because that bore repeating. This Tseng had made so many mistakes, really, and he was going to regret all of them.
And maybe admire their artistic abilities.
"Let's get inside, take this place over, then have some fun, yeah?"
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Reno didn't need to be told twice. He grinned, lit his cigarette, and then all that was left of him in the doorway was a slight breeze headed in the direction he'd gone.
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She smiled—a fey, wicked thing—then blew a kiss at their watchers.
As she disappeared into the mansion, she stole their memories of watching them, and let the door shut and lock in her wake.
"Most activity is in the basement," she breathed, upon finding Reno. "Start from the top?"
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