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[ino]

[Ino's out at the edge of the forest, doing what looks to be some rather complicated target practice. She's taking a break right now, but there are a couple of targets nailed to nearby trees. All of them have tons of knives stuck in them, forming a pattern that resembles a certain symbol.

But while she's taking a break and leafing through the journal, she's noticing something. She was kind of expecting people to be pissed about the enemies they had to fight, the illusions that were cast on them ... hell, she was even waiting for people to be mad at her for not warning them in advance about these things.

But no, all she's seeing is entries talking about the clothes and how awful they were. After everything that was already said to her about them during the past week, it's really starting to grate her nerves ... so she'll dictate one simple sentence:]

Seriously, the next time I see someone complaining about the clothes everyone had to wear the past week, I'm going to punch them in the face. Hard.

[aaand a little bit later]

[Zelos]

Okay, by the way, I totally met that Kalinda girl the other day at the clinic. You know, the one Once-ler mentioned.

[/Zelos]


[ooc: Open over the journals or in person! I will be a bit slow until later tonight ♥]

Comments

[eat_me_beat_me]

Seriously. Getting attacked or shoes which is more important to worry about? I mean if they had to walk over glass in their bare feet or something like that I could understand but they're shoes!

[ino]

Exactly. They're sandals, and they're comfortable. And it's not like there's only one style ...

[eat_me_beat_me]

Seriously. Sometimes I think people just need to bitch. They're worse than some of the girls I went to high school with.

[ino]

Were people that bad in high school?

[eat_me_beat_me]

Are you kidding me? High school girls are bitches and whores.