Wellspring Arms & Meditation Centre

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Ino slipped into the shop at her usual time, fussing with her plants and making sure that the place was clean. Today though, she had her gun. You know, just in case she needed it or something.

After making sure everything was neat and tidy she settled herself in his chair and pulled out a pack of cards. It seemed silly, almost, to be practicing wrapping her chakra around them when she normally used kunai. But cards, she thought, were a lot easier to come by if something attacked while she was in the dorms but too far away from the weapons locker.

Wellspring Arms is Open.

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Talk to Ino

[intraspective]

Who is concentrating on her cards but won't mind an interruption!

Re: Talk to Ino

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Taken up solitaire?"

Cable arrived down in the shop during his usual hour, a cup of coffee in his hand and a dog trailing by his feet.

Re: Talk to Ino

[intraspective]

Ino blinked up at him, half her concentration still on her cards. "Solitare's boring," Ino said. "Mornin', Cable-san. Hiya, Tether."

Re: Talk to Ino

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

Tether began his usual morning ankle-tackle attack, skipping a little over the chair's base in his enthusiasm.

"As long as you won't start speaking with a Cajun accent, I won't ask..." Cable's attention was already on the weapons cases, and his body soon followed.

Re: Talk to Ino

[intraspective]

...

"...a Cajun accent?" Ino asked, letting her concentration slip, and tugging her feet out of Tether's path while offering the puppy pettings instead of ankles.

Re: Talk to Ino

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

He was fine with pettings. Pettings were good. With dignity, Tether shoved his behind into the pettings. Dignity.

"The last man I knew who liked to do card tricks was very..." much an annoying buttmunch, "...difficult." Cable sipped his coffee as he inspected the inventory. "He had a Cajun accent." An insanely overexaggerated one.

Re: Talk to Ino

[intraspective]

Ino giggled at Tether. Oh yeah, totally with dignity. Silly puppy.

"It's refining my chakra control," she said, wrinkling her nose, "and I can have cards around when people won't let me have my kunai." A beat. "And I don't even know what a Cajun accent sounds like, much less how to imitate it."

Re: Talk to Ino

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Keep it that way," he said, dryly. "Everything's been quiet?"

Re: Talk to Ino

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He walked up to the counter but didn't say anything for a moment.

Re: Talk to Ino

[intraspective]

Most of her concentration was on her cards, neatly spread out on the counter in front of her, and on the hand that she was holding over them, but she retained enough awareness to note that someone had walked in.

Without looking up she said, cheerfully, "Hi! Welcome to Wellspring Arms and Meditation Center," See, Cable-san? She could so be professional. "How can I help you?"

She peeked up then, realizing, perhaps that she should, you know, look at the customer. "Oh! Hi, Liir!"

Re: Talk to Ino

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

His lips quirked in a crooked smile before he reached out to poke her lightly in the shoulder.

"A note, little sister. Or something, hmm?"

Re: Talk to Ino

[intraspective]

...

...

Ino blinked. Then blushed furiously. "Um. Ooops?"

Re: Talk to Ino

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"It's why I do not come bearing cookies today," he said with mock sternness.

Re: Talk to Ino

[intraspective]

"...there was shooting, and explosions, and he was after the baby and then Cable-san disappeared and we had to keep track of the store and that meant I was here all Sunday in case he came back?" If that made sense.

Ino's explanation wasn't the most coherent, but that was what had happened roughly.

"There was flailing. And a mission." Yes.

Re: Talk to Ino

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir was unimpressed. This was, after all, Fandom. Also, if there'd been danger, well...

He pointed to the phone.

"And it's Wednesday. Especially considering the shooting and the explosions."

He wasn't angry. But he wasn't going to let this by without saying something. Keeping him in the dark had been the first step before--

Well.

"How would you feel if I didn't show up and didn't tell you about explosions and shooting?"

Re: Talk to Ino

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana stopped by for her lesson.

Re: Talk to Ino

[intraspective]

"Hi, Lana!" Ino chirped, taking a break from her cards before the chakra exhaustion became too annoying to deal with while at work.

Re: Talk to Ino

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"How's it going?" Lana said with a smile.

Re: Talk to Ino

[intraspective]

"Boys are stupid, I'm still here, and Cable-san told me I'm not allowed to develop a Cajun accent," Ino said with a nod. "You?"

Re: Talk to Ino

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Boys are stupid, I'm still here, and I have no plans to develop a Cajun accent either, so..."

Re: Talk to Ino

[intraspective]

"...so we're good?" Ino tried.

Re: Talk to Ino

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Absolutely!" Lana said firmly.

Meditation Room

[intraspective]

Mod your meditation, or ask Ino to help.

Shooting Range

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Only if you've got permission!

OOC

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Why isn't it Friday yet? I'd like it to be Friday...