The Park, Wednesday Morning

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It was cold but Ino had woken up and found the thought of staying inside to be intolerable. Which was why she was now perched in a tree. Her legs dangled off a branch, and she was frowning.

She was also wrapping chakra around twigs and flinging them, hard, at the ground. The way they sunk into the earth was very satisfying.

Obviously, she was in a bit of a Mood.

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[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

Leo's single acknowledgement of the cool weather was a jean jacket over his usual ensemble.

He frowned at the little forest of tiny tress that seemed to have sprung up suddenly.

"Huh?"

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Ino paused in gathering chakra to wrap around her latest twig, and glanced down at the man. "Anger management." She said shortly, twirling a twig in one hand.

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"Does planting trees help?"

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Ino let fly with another twig and watched it sink into the earth before answer, "A bit." They weren't really trees though. "Requires concentration and so gives me something to focus on."

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Leo knew a little something about concentration. Very little. "Oh I get it." he nodded. "How come you're mad?"

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"Ever wake up just in a really bad mood?" Ino asked, choosing another twig, "That, and a bunch of little things. I lost my temper yesterday, so I'm mad about that. And I'm still waiting on a call about training - and he was the one that offered to help me in the first place so... if he didn't want to train me, why offer? Right? So now I'm thinking he's just trying to put me off or something and it's getting to me."

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"Maybe you could call him?" he suggested. And no, Leo couldn't remember ever waking up in a bad mood. Hungover, yes.

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"Did that." Ino flung another twig. "Two weeks ago."

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"Oh." Leo scratched his head. "Have you tried making a design with these?" He gestured to the twigs. "That'd take even more concentration wouldn't it Man?"

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Ino considered that. "A little bit more." She'd been busy picturing the ground as bleeding to think of making a design. "Aiming isn't really an issue." It wasn't like the ground moved or anything.

"Who are you, anyway?"

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"Oh, sorry Man. I'm Leo. I run the Photo Hut."

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One eyebrow twitched. "It's Ino, not 'Man'." Geez. "Photo Hut? I haven't been in there yet. I work at Wellspring Arms."

She let another twig go flying.

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"Pleased to meet you Ino." Leo nodded. "I've heard of that place. What do you do?"

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"Me? I was hired to teach meditation. I don't know anything about the weapon-side of the store."

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*blink* "Weapons and meditation? Isn't that kinda contradictory?"

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Ino shrugged, "It works for me?" Of course, in her family the two went hand-in-hand so she hadn't even thought of it as being weird. "It's got balance. Keeps you centered."

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Leo was a hippie. But once upon a time, he'd been a soldier. He didn't remember the serenity of meditation being anything like what went on in battle, even when you were able to do what you needed to do, and be calm.

"Huh." he scratched his head. "As long as it works for you." he nodded.