Wellspring Arms & Meditation Centre, Wednesday

[intraspective]

Ino was here. And sweeping and dusting and very definitely paying even more attention to her plants than usual.

… and possibly plotting the best method of ‘attack’ for if Cable-san came down today. He was getting a hug. Seriously. She wanted a hug. Then she’d demand to know why he hadn’t given her a weapon in the past. Seriously.

And then she was considering calling him ‘Mom’. Because ‘Dad’ would find it funny. Okay, okay, so she found it funny too. Shhh.

Wellspring Arms is Open.

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She glanced at his face then down at the bags. "You'll probably need to share with other people," Ino said earnestly, "I don't eat all that much." Even at the best of times.

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"I put what I thought would be an appropriate amount for you in your bag. The rest has been dispersed, for the most part, though there is some left over for dinner later."

Re: Talk to Ino

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"Thank you," Ino said, letting go of him and reaching up to ruffle his hair impudently before almost dancing back a few steps further into the store.

Re: Talk to Ino

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He didn't even try and tame it before laughing and following her.

"You see, now you won't get any of the cookies..."

Re: Talk to Ino

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She spun on one heel and wibbled at him. He wouldn't be so mean? Laughter danced in her eyes though.

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He sighed and rolled his eyes before holding out a smaller bag with cookies (http://www.tigersandstrawberries.com/2005/06/20/whispered-secrets-of-a-kitchen-tantrika/).

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She grinned and clapped her hands together before snagging the bag neatly from him. "Not the moon," she said merrily, "but cookies are always welcome."

Re: Talk to Ino

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"So I've always thought," he said with a smirk. "That's a new one, though, so tell me what you think."

Re: Talk to Ino

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"What? You're using me as an experiment now?" Ino looked amusedly outraged as she obediently opened the bag and tugged out a cookie. "Pretty," she said approvingly.

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"I tested them myself," he said with a snort. "I just want to know what you think."

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"Pretty is an opinion," Ino pointed out, grinning, and biting into the cookie.

She chewed thoughtfully, swallowed, and considered him mock-solemnly. "I am a lucky little sister."

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He laughed and took another bag of them from his sack, pulling one out.

He smiled as he bit in.

"I've always thought I was a very lucky older brother. So perhaps luck runs in the family."

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"It runs in my family, for real," she offered, "or else Dad would've been dead a long time ago. Though I don't know why you'd think you're lucky. I get cookies out of this. And flying. What do you get?" Half-flippant, half-serious. Ino never really got why people liked her. She was just... herself.

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He looked at her with mock coolness.

"Am I going to have to tickle the self-depreciation out of you?"

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"I appreciate myself lots," Ino insisted, stubbornly, "I just don't get why other people do. No tickling is needed."

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He laughed.

"Rest assured that I do. I never make much sense about anything, so I'm not about to start now."

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She wrinkled her nose cheerfully at him. "I don't doubt that you do, I just don't get it."

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"I could say the same," he said. "But if I did, you'd come after me."

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"Mmmm," she tilted her head, "people are strange, I think."

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"And what brought about that startling revelation?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

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Ino shrugged, a bit moodily, and bit into another cookie. "Several things, really," she said after a moment, "bit of a fuss."

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"Bit of a fuss?" he questioned carefully.

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"Yeah," she looked down, turning the cookie over in her hands, "just a bit. Fuss and bother, really, and not knowing what to say or do and then feeling mad about feeling like apologizing when nothing wrong as been done."

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"Aha."

He offered an arm for a hug.

"Very familiar with that, to be honest. It's practically my state of being."

Re: Talk to Ino

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She went willing to hug him. "I don't like it," she said crossly, "and I, well, the only solution that I've maybe got involves hurting people, not physically, but... I don't know. It's not much better just staying this way, either. What do you do about it?"