Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Friday

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After watering Ino's plants and going through his routine check-up of showcases and security systems, Cable slapped the Open sign on the door.

A moment later, he also placed a chair by the desk. The latter was starting to get foot imprints.

A map of North America had found its place amidst the neatly stacked papers.

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Talk to Cable

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He's present as per usual.

Re: Talk to Cable

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Ino showed up after her last final. "Good morning, Cable-san!" She called, as she started a tour around the store to fuss with her plants.

Re: Talk to Cable

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"Ino," Cable nodded, glancing up from his papers. "They've been watered."

Re: Talk to Cable

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She beamed at him. "That's great!" It didn't stop her from examining every single one of them though. After all, Ino was pretty sure she knew plants better than Cable-san, even if he was awesome. "How has your week been?"

Re: Talk to Cable

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"It was a week." A mildly perturbing one. It was the songs. He shifted behind his desk, opening up a drawer and shoving the map back in.

Re: Talk to Cable

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"I dyed someone's hair," Ino said brightly, "and I'm going to kill him if he actually bought dye remover like the radio said someone tried to sell him." She was pretty sure Cable-san wouldn't care, but Ino liked to talk.

Re: Talk to Cable

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Cassandra wandered in and started looking around. Quietly examining various items for sale.

Re: Talk to Cable

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There was a familiar - and quiet - face. Cable glanced up, just for a moment, acknowledging her presence. Then he returned to examining the map, quietly scribbling on a sheet of paper.

Re: Talk to Cable

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She was spending most of her time looking at various hand-to-hand weapons. The guns got a brief look (especially some of the bigger ones), but that was all.

Oh, those throwing knives looked pretty well-crafted. Cassandra paused to lean over the case and look at them more closely.

Re: Talk to Cable

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Another glance up, then. He watched her carefully. "Can I help you?" Cable asked, as the lingering seemed to continue.

Re: Talk to Cable

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Cassandra lifts a hand to point at one of the blades. She wants to see that one.

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Way later in the afternoon, Ino snuck back into the shop using every bit of ninja sneaky she possessed, and placed a neatly wrapped box on Cable-san's desk before sneaking back out.

There was a note that read: Because keeping track of time is as important as keeping track of the world! Merry Christmas, Cable-san!.

Re: Talk to Cable

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Cable would return from the meditation room a little while later, finding the gift with some slight surprise. After he opened it, he shook his head, then carried the globe upstairs into the apartment.

Shooting Range

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Only if you're Cable, Detective Montoya, the usual suspect, or someone who just got permission.

Re: Shooting Range

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Cassandra moved in the direction Cable indicated and found herself in the range. She looked around curiously, still holding the throwing knife.

Re: Shooting Range

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A moment later, Cable had arrived, lurking quietly in the background. The security system would take care of any abberations, true, but he liked to keep an eye on things.

He motioned at one of the targets once, then stood still.

Re: Shooting Range

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After making sure no one was in the way, Cassandra flicked her wrist to send the blade spinning downrange. When it thunked into the center of her chosen target she raised an impressed eyebrow. She didn't even have to adjust for the blade.

"Pretty good," she upgraded her earlier assessment.

Re: Shooting Range

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Cable regarded her thoughtfully-- or rather, just looked. "Yes," he agreed. Then walked towards the target, pulling the blade out with ease.

Re: Shooting Range

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Cassandra extended her hand and asked, "Again?"

Meditation Room

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Moddable or ask Cable for help.

OOC

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ZOMG VACATION

Re: OOC

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ZOMG JEALOUS

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MUHAHAHAHAHA

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STEALS CAMERA ZOMG

Re: OOC

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NEVER!