Wellspring Arms & Meditation Centre, Wednesday

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Today, Ino had decided that she was going to spend it reading.

It was a pretty idea in theory, but too bad she kept drifting off into her thoughts again and again.

And underneath that, she was starting to get pissed off at herself. Pull it together, she thought savagely, turning the pages in her book with unnecessary force.

Ugh.

Wellspring Arms is Open.

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Talk to Ino

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If you want.

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It was Wednesday. That meant that Triela knew where to find Ino. So she brought lunch.

After all, she was here to ask for a favor.

"Hello, Ino," she called as she walked in the door.

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"Triela," Ino said, casting a glance at the other girl.

Bribery, at least, was always a solid way of proceeding...

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"Coconut chicken?" Triela offered, holding up the bag.

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Her lips twitched faintly.

"Buy too much to eat on your own?"

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[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"You know how I am. My eyes are bigger than my stomach."

Yeah. Right.

Re: Talk to Ino

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"I suppose," she sighed, "come sit down then, if you must."

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[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"Well, if you're sure... I could always take my Thai food somewhere else if you'd prefer."

Of course, Triela was already taking a seat.

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Of course she was.

"I'm sure you would," Ino said a bit dryly. "Liar."

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"Brown rice or white?" Triela asked, breaking out the little boxes in the bag.

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"Brown," she said, after a moment.

Followed by...

"You seriously got two kinds?"

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"Best to be prepared," Triela countered, handing the rice to Ino.

"Especially when selecting a bribe."

Re: Talk to Ino

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After stopping by the Perk, Scully dropped into Chilly Boulder for a small order, and then at Ino's shop.

"Do you know how to find a gremlin doll?" She held up the bag with the pints in it. "Mint chocolate chip. Or chocolate."

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"Check Turtle & Canary?" she said, a bit wide-eyed. What was with people coming in and feeding her today?

"And, uh, whatever you like less?"

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"They sell them there? Hunh. I can get the giant Squishy there, too." She handed over the mint chocolate chip, and leaned against the counter, pulling out her own pint of chocolate, sighing. "So. I went into Special Collections before Christmas. Which was kind of a bust."

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"How much of a bust?" she asked, pulling the lid of her ice cream. "Utterly nothin' in there was helpful?"

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"Oh it was helpful." Scully seemed sort of grimly cheerful, and held out a plastic spoon from her bag. "It identified the person responsible for my ... condition." She made a face. "And strongly suggested that she wouldn't be found if she didn't wish to be. And that she was the only person who could break any spells she set."

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Spoons were useful!

"Thank you," she said, taking the offered one. "And--well. That sucks."

Eloquence was in today. Truly.

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"Thanks." Scully gave her a wry look, knowing how little there was to say about that. "Do you know of any other alternatives? Not to un-do a spell, but to, well. Reverse these particular effects?"

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Ino blinked.

The blinked again.

"Right," she said, rubbing her head. "I was supposed to do that, wasn't I? I'm--sorry. It completely slipped my mind."

Granted, she'd been horrifically busy in all the worst ways lately, but...

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"It's okay. It's not like this is a time-sensitive priority," Scully said, pausing a moment in her ice-cream-eating to study Ino. She didn't look... well, together, was the best word Scully could come up with. "Do you have a headache?"

Re: Talk to Ino

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"Just tired," she said, with a wave of one hand. "It's nothing."

And that was a blatant lie--not one of her most brilliant ones either.

"I'll look into your problem again."

Meditation Room

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Mod your zen, or ask Ino to help.

Shooting Range

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Only with permission.

OOC

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*sleepz foreverz*