Yamanaka Ino (Iris)

“Liir,” Ino was saying patiently to a wee green-eyed kitten. “I can’t pet you and go through my closet at the same time. Seriously.”

The door was shut, just incase her brother got it into his head to make an escape for it (and, really, she doubted he would--he just wanted snuggles, and scritches) but whatever. Better to be cautious.

“Oh, fine,” she said, rolling her eyes and picking him up. And snuggling him, shut up. “I’m waiting for Lana you know and you’re totally not allowed to look while we change, or I’ll stuff you in the closet... or come up with a kitty blind-fold, or something.”

[Door is shut, post is entirely open despite Ino only expecting the one! Entertain me?]

After her training session with Liir, Ino slipped back into her room almost apprehensively.

What she found though, made her laugh.

“Oh, Michael,” she said, having to grin at that. “Seriously? A kimono?” Sexiest thing she owns and he picks that?

...

Well, alright. She could work with that. Ino hummed as she headed for the shower.

[Establishy!]

Ino was careful to sneak back into her cabin after being gone for so long, but careful is somewhat relative when you're really low on sleep and things were sort of hazy as she tried to focus.

But only sort of. And she wasn't that loud besides. Ino was stubborn enough that, even though her bed looked inviting, she was going to ignore it and find a clean set of clothing to wear. She'd showered already, her hair hanging loose and damp down her shoulders.

Tugging on a clean pair of pants, Ino made a face at the bruises she had. She'd get rid of those once she'd slept, seriously. Geez.

Whatever.

[For one, please!]

Ino left Isabel’s room still clinging tight to her emotions, wrapping them around her so they didn’t spill out. She noted the party on the fifth floor but knew better than to even try tonight. She’d just have to apologize to Annette for missing it, later.

She headed up to the roof, wanting fresh air and to be alone, and tucked herself away from the door. Where no one would see her, and let herself cry.

When she was done and felt light-headed, probably looking a mess, Ino wiped her face off and scrubbed at her eyes. She felt all hollowed out.

She stared at the sky for a long time. Just… thinking.

[Mainly establishy, please. Ping me at Killaurey on AIM if you really want to talk to Ino, or think she’d want to talk to you.]

She'd been alright getting back to the island. Holding it together and keeping a bounce in her step. She'd managed, even, to get through a shower--and was she ever glad to have a real shower again--but it was looking around her room, her things just as she'd left them--

Less than a week ago. More than seven months ago.

--that was making it hard for her to keep her composure. Ino settled herself--thinner than before but still herself--gingerly on her bed, her unfamiliar and yet almost too familiar bed, in a plain white shirt and grey leggings. Ino shrugged a bit, picking at the shirt.

She wasn't ready to sleep yet. Not now.

Not when things kept swirling around in her head. The quick patter of thoughts, persistent and aching, not letting her close her eyes and relax. Ino hadn't relaxed in months, not really, not daring to.

She was glad to be back. Seriously.

But it'd take time for her to be comfortable again.

[Door closed, post is oh so totally open!]

Getting back from Michael's room, Ino didn't manage to completely shut her door before cracking up and laughing brightly.

Green.

She, she was going to do some work; really. Eventually.

For now though she was just going to laugh and laugh. Because, seriously, he was green. That deserved some laughter. She really loved Fandom sometimes.

[Door and post are open! ETA: The fact that Hoshi showed up and they talked about Michael is FB, what exactly they talked about in relation to him is NFB, please.]

After Liir's lesson which will be played out when Liir-mun gets on Ino had a quick shower and was now sitting on her bed, fully dressed and brushing her hair. Her hair had been completely brushed for the last five minutes at least, but that didn't stop her from continuing. She might have been a bit nervous. The last time Michael had been in here they'd... uh... yeah.

Ino went and opened her door. There. That'd make it harder to mess up the whole situation even further right? Right? And this wasn't a date, right? She hadn't made her choice yet...

She sighed and went back to brushing her hair. At least MercCon would be fun. It was hard to be depressed when such a great distraction was going on.

[Ino's waiting for Michael, but sure, open if you show up before he does.]

Ino got back to her room and shut the door with a click and a suspicious glance at Kabuto's door. She would swear that she'd caught sight of him several times today in places that she didn't usually see him. That, coupled with Isabel telling her that Jeff had done the radio broadcast last night and that Michael and her had made it on...

She was torn between wondering if she was just being paranoid, or if it was something more. It wasn't like he'd care about what she'd done, right?

[Kabuto's stalkerishness totally modded with permission, and while the door is shut the post is zomg open.]

After class found Ino laying sprawled out on her bed and resisting the urge just to fall asleep. It would totally screw over her regular schedule if she slept now and woke up at, like, one in the morning. Instead, she was trying to study the notebook Kabuto had given her.

She wasn’t retaining much though. Ino buried her head in her arms and sighed. Was it later yet?

Ino left the door open in hopes that someone would stop by and help keep her awake.

[Open!]