Room 504, Saturday Midday
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intraspectiveIno |
Ino... really... hated stairs. Five flights of them had given her plenty of time to come to this conclusion, and she was clinging fairly tightly to Tether's lead as she used one hand for balance down the hall and into her room. Once there she forced herself to set up Tether's food and water dish, letting him off his lead, before making her way over to her bed and collapsing face down on it. Ino never wanted to have Bishop fling that energy stuff at her again. Ever. Again. She lay there for awhile, gently batting Tether's nose away from her hair when he came over to investigate. She wanted sleep, needed sleep, had to be up before dawn... First things first though. Ino set her alarm clock, then reached for her phone and dialed for the one person at Fandom right now that she'd want with her tomorrow. |
Cassandra |
Cassandra blinked at her phone when it rang. No one ever called her... "Um... hello?" |
Ino |
"Hey," Ino said, sounding exhausted. "You busy tomorrow?" Please say no, please say no. Ino didn't want to spend twenty-four hours going insane as she kept an eye on the store all by herself. |
Cassandra |
"No?" Cassandra offered hesitantly. She hated the phone. She still did most of her 'listening' by watching people, and with the phone all she had was a voice. There just wasn't any way for her to read Ino's mood accurately. But she really wasn't busy, so... |
Ino |
"Good," she forced herself up onto one elbow. "Got a mission for you." A beat. "And me." Mission was the best way she could think to put it. |
Cassandra |
Mission. That was something Cassandra got. "When? Where? What do I need to bring?" Other details could come later. |
Ino |
"Sunday dawn, through to Monday dawn." Ino could do this. Orders. Orders were good and kept her from thinking. "Wellspring Arms. Come fully armed. Whatever you've got, bring it. We might need it." |
Cassandra |
Cassandra was already going over her supplies in her head as she nodded. Then she remembered that Ino couldn't see the gesture. "Okay." |
Ino |
"Good," she said, "good. I'll meet you outside the store. We'll be relieving Rikku." and Reno if she was right in her assumptions of Reno being there for Rikku. |
Cassandra |
The muffled sounds of Cassandra digging through her closet could be heard before she repeated herself. "Okay." |
Ino |
"Good," why couldn't she think of anything else to say? "I'll see you then." Ino hesitated for a moment, then added, "And... thanks. I mean it." And she did. Like, a lot. She'd probably wind up saying it again and again tomorrow. For now though, Ino managed to hang the phone up and then curled up on her bed. For now though, she needed the sleep. Wasn't going to get a lot of it tomorrow, after all. |
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iseewhatyoumean. Tether is totally modded/in Ino's care with permission. This isn't technically part of The Plot, just a bit of continuing the trend of the blondes dealing with the aftermath of it. NFI, broadcast is a-okay, and OOC is always total love.]
