Yamanaka Ino (Iris)

There were few things more awesome than rounding out a day spent hard at work by getting a phone call from a totally awesome guy who was bound and determined to drag her out into the snow to train.

Okay, so her protests had been laughing and consisted mostly of 'where, when, and I'll need to change first' but shhh. She had totally put up a fight. Really.

That was totally why she was grinning up at Zack, despite the snow landing on her face, and bouncing a bit as she tucked her gloves away. "So," Ino said brightly, "materia first? Or weapons?"

She'd brought both. A call for training was way too general to do anything but.

[For the puppy who was modded with permission!]

Two classes meant that it she was actually fairly thinky when she got back to her room. Mostly about Philosophy more than about Etiquette but, really, that was to be expected even if Algren-sensei had made her a TA of her etiquette class. Besides classes (and a text to Reno that was totally all about unimportant stuff, but seriously, it was a text--what more could he expect, and having sent it mostly to prove she was still alive) Ino left her door open as she flopped down on her bed.

And her lists. And another notebook that held her observations from her vacation with Zack. And the play (which was interesting, if a bit confusing, but Ino suspected the confusion came from the fact that she didn’t normally read plays than anything else) she'd been reading at the clinic. With Leda’s present playing softly, she settled in to amuse herself by playing with information and humming along with whatever was playing at the moment.

It was peaceful, even. Ino supposed that was okay.

[Open door and post!]