Room 504, Monday After Lunch

[intraspective]

After lunch Ino headed right back to her room, sprawling out on her bed and leaving the door wide open. She was expecting someone after all.

Stretching, she got off her bed and fussed with her plants. Ino was glad her room had been a strange-free zone this weekend. Especially if it made him feel more like talking. She hummed a little as she inspected her plants.

[Expecting someone specific, but sure, open. Come flail at Ino! ETA: For my sanity? Anyone who visits shows up before Michael does, because zomg there will eventually be diiiiirty in that thread. Eventually. Timezones permitting. Yay sp!]

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She snickered. "I'm amazed he didn't get stepped on."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"I think he'd have stabbed someone through the foot if they tried to step on him."

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That only made her laugh harder. "That'd serve them right, I guess! But oh, imagine the pictures." She paused. "I wonder if anyone got any?"

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"I didn't see anyone with a camera, but I bet someone got pictures somewhere. The squirrels probably know."

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"I bet I could bribe them for pictures." Ino said thoughtfully, "I'd totally shell out the money for rum, if it got me pictures."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Bribery's always a good thing to do with your money", he agreed seriously.

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She wrinkled her nose teasingly, "If you've got nothing else to work with, I suppose."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Well, that depends who you're trying to bribe", he said with a crooked grin in return.

[intraspective]

"What about you?" She asked, "What would it take to bribe you?"

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"If you were offering?" He looked down at her consideringly. "I could think of a few things."

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"Oh yeah?" Ino said challengingly, smiling, "What kind of... things?"

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"What, you want an itemised list?" he asked, drawing it out deliberately.

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Ino raised her eyebrows, "If you've got one, why not share it?"

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"I don't have one yet. Could probably come up with one, but hey... show's better than tell."

[intraspective]

"Yeah?" She said very deliberately, "Why don't you show me then?"

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

He just grinned at her, slow and knowing, then leaned down to kiss her.

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Kisses were exactly what she'd wanted. Mmmm.

She pressed her lips to his, knowing full well what she was doing and not caring about any possible repercussions, and running one of her hands up his chest teasingly.

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

He was good at supplying them, so everybody won. He leaned into the touch, and his own hands went to her sides.

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Her other hand went up to run through his hair, there was a brief moment of confusion because she was used to a boy with longer hair, but Ino recovered quickly and stepped closer to him, closing the gap between their bodies.

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

Michael wasn't complaining about that, at all. He smiled slightly, deepening the kiss.

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It was with a lot of reluctance that she broke the kiss after a few moments, she didn't let go of him though. "We should probably shut the door," Ino said breathlessly, "before continuing..."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

He glanced that way, vaguely startled because he'd forgotten, then nodded. "Yeah, privacy's good."

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"Very good," she murmured, letting go of him and shutting the door, then leaning against it. "we shouldn't make it easy for people to know what we're up to."

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Keep 'em guessing", he agreed, advancing on her.

[intraspective]

"It's more fun that way," she said, smiling and not moving from the door.