502, Monday Evening

[withoutverona]

After class and a nice, long "pillow playdate" with Yurika, Romeo was finally back in his room for the first time since Friday morning.

He downloaded the radio podcasts and listened to them as he unpacked his suitcase, frowning a little. He wished even more that had been home to try to help, somehow. Yurika had been right that he wouldn't know what to do against a spirit, but he could have tried.

[OOC: Door open.]

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[intraspective]

Ino wrinkled her nose slightly at the idea of a world being safe. Boring.

"I've got three on Thursday," she grinned, "But I can show up after them, if you wouldn't mind the afternoon. I miss gun club too, and Triela. I hope she's allowed to come back in the fall." And if she sounded a bit wistful there, well, they were friends.

[withoutverona]

"I wouldn't mind it, or we could wait until Friday," Romeo told her which might be a better idea since I need to teach one of those classes.

He raised an eyebrow. "Why would they not let Triela in again? She wasn't in trouble when she left, was she?"

[intraspective]

Yeah, probably a good idea then. Heee. "Friday's much better," she said, grinning. "I'm totally free all day then."

Ino glanced down at her tea. "Triela said her handler might not let her come back. If they, you know, needed her more there. She wasn't sure."

[withoutverona]

"Then Friday," he said with a smile. "I should be up and ready by noon."

He made a face at the news about Triela. "I hope they decide she's needed more here, then. It would be hard not to know."

[intraspective]

"I'll look forward to it," she grinned. "Totally need the extra practice."

"So do I, Triela and I get along really well."

[withoutverona]

"I only know her from club, really," Romeo admitted. "She's an amazing shot, though."

Also, cute.

[intraspective]

"She is," Ino agreed, "and she's a good friend. Easy to talk to, and just... Get's It."

[withoutverona]

He smiled around his bite of cake. "Which 'it'?"

[intraspective]

She shrugged a bit. "The whole... being a ninja bit. I don't think like a lot of other people do on some topics, and a lot of those people tell me I'm wrong. She doesn't."

[withoutverona]

Romeo made a face. "No one ever changes their mind over being told they were wrong, anyhow."

[intraspective]

"Nope," she said, shrugging restlessly. "Doesn't stop people from trying though, and that's annoying, you know?"

[withoutverona]

"if I ever tell you you are wrong, and it is not over something like two plus two being four, not five, you have full permission to hit me," Romeo promised.

[intraspective]

"Knew there was a reason I liked you," Ino said lightly. "Though, fairly, if I'm doing something stupid that'll wind up with me or someone else hurt, I'd rather you tell me then too. And I'll do my best not to call you stupid over things too."

[withoutverona]

"Usually when people call me stupid, it involves a girl," Romeo warned her. "And I'm doing well in that department for now. But yes, it's a deal."

[intraspective]

She giggled. "If you're being stupid over a girl, well, at least you've got plenty 'round here to set you straight."

Ino held her hand out. "Shake on it?"

[withoutverona]

"I know, most of my friends here are girls, for some reason. It's odd."

Though not in a way that he minded.

He took Ino's hand. "Shake."

[intraspective]

"I'm pretty sure Fandom's got more girls than guys anyway," Ino said thoughtfully, while shaking his hand. "Don't know why though."

[withoutverona]

"I think you're right, though I'm hardly complaining about the situation," he told her. "Maybe it is only chance."

[OOC: Night!]