intraspective: (warrior)
After getting Kabuto’s letter last night, all hope Ino had of writing out what was bugging her fled and she’d spent most of the night alternating between ranting at Kusanagi (who hadn’t cared at all) and sleeping fitfully.

Stupid stupid Kabuto.

Either way, it was a relief to be up on the roof and waiting for Cassandra. She wanted to hit someone, and Cassandra was the perfect one to try and hit.

Because Cassandra totally got it.

[Locked to Cassandra! And up early for SP throughout the day.]
intraspective: (stretch)
Ino sat cross-legged on her bed, in one of Kabuto's shirts, grinning at the tortoises and making sure that they stayed far, far away from Kusanagi’s terrarium. Oh, Fandom. Silly silly Fandom.

She was very pointedly Not Thinking about last night’s discovery, or the fact that she’d woken earlier than normal thanks to weirdish dreams and something still was a bit off. Maybe she’d had too much sugar yesterday? Too much excitement?

Or something.

Either way, her door was wide open, and the tortoises were doing a good job at distracting her.

So. Cute.

[Door and post are open!]
intraspective: (what?)
Ino, having had a totally awesome day chattering at so many people had still noticed that Kabuto had totally not shown up.

Go figure. She hadn't been kidding when she'd told Cal that Kabuto wasn't a people person. Ino rapped sharply on his door. "Kabuto?"

No answer. Ino rolled her eyes. Like, whatever.

"I'm coming in," she said then, without waiting for an answer, pushed the door open.

"Over-confident, much? Geez," Ino muttered, then took a good look at his room.

He'd mentioned, vaguely, to her that he'd been sending books home. She had not, however, expected it to look so empty. Kusanagi's tank-thing was in the corner still, and his computer was still there... but the room had the odd feel of him being gone.

"This is totally not funny," she said, even though it looked like he was out, as she walked over to the desk. "It's creepy."

Ino glanced at the books, then glanced at them harder when she noticed the titles. He'd mentioned something about him studying portals and such, hadn't he? Right? A sinking feeling started in her stomach as she flipped through them quickly, then glanced at the computer.

"Oh," she said quietly, viciously, "you wouldn't have been that stupid, would you?"

He so would. Ino steeled herself and re-activated his laptop. If it turned out that he'd just gone to the bathroom or something, she'd so owe him, like, a million apologies. If her gut feeling was right though...

She was so chucking his laptop at him the next time she saw him. If she saw him.

It took her awhile to find what she was looking for, but yes, Ino found plenty of more notes--in a short-hand that she couldn't read much of... and another mention of space-time. Another look at the books had her closing the laptop abruptly, suddenly furious, suddenly near tears, knowing what the stupid fucking moron had done.

Kabuto was gone.

And she'd been left behind again. Ino burst into tears. Half anger, half stress, half of everything. He'd promised he wouldn't go. He'd promised her.

And he'd lied.

[Establishy. Room and all within totally modded with permission.]

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