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sirenspull_logs2012-10-08 07:35 pm
blondejokes) wrote in sirenspull_logs2012-10-08 07:35 pm
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Who: Ino & Sasuke
When: At night, Tuesday
Where: out in the city
Summary: Ino and Sasuke encounter some monsters that make things a little complicated.
Warnings: Violence
Ino was glad that she was back to her normal self again.
It hadn't put a stop to her training, but it had taken a while to get adjusted to the new flat-chested, not curvy body. She was thin and lanky; that was detrimental to her taijutsu training. Which, of course, she had been working on double-time since her spar with Sasuke. Stupid Uchiha...
She flipped down onto the pavement, landing in a crouch, kicking away one of the dog-like mutations with a soft grunt. Two hours a night, and she was golden. She was steadily -- slowly, but steadily -- improving, and with the constant reminder that this was not home and there are dangers everywhere in this city, she was determined not to fall behind. Become content with life like others here.
Her mind was still on the war back home, on her friends and family.
She flinched, grabbing the sharpened limb of a monster, pushing it away from her abdomen before it could rip her open. It was too dangerous to get lost in her thoughts out here.
When: At night, Tuesday
Where: out in the city
Summary: Ino and Sasuke encounter some monsters that make things a little complicated.
Warnings: Violence
Ino was glad that she was back to her normal self again.
It hadn't put a stop to her training, but it had taken a while to get adjusted to the new flat-chested, not curvy body. She was thin and lanky; that was detrimental to her taijutsu training. Which, of course, she had been working on double-time since her spar with Sasuke. Stupid Uchiha...
She flipped down onto the pavement, landing in a crouch, kicking away one of the dog-like mutations with a soft grunt. Two hours a night, and she was golden. She was steadily -- slowly, but steadily -- improving, and with the constant reminder that this was not home and there are dangers everywhere in this city, she was determined not to fall behind. Become content with life like others here.
Her mind was still on the war back home, on her friends and family.
She flinched, grabbing the sharpened limb of a monster, pushing it away from her abdomen before it could rip her open. It was too dangerous to get lost in her thoughts out here.