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♥ 8th Flower Picked
[Action;]
Oh goodness, it's so cold!
[There's a shriek that follows that and the intense shielding of oneself from the falling snow. Ino trains her eyes around her surroundings. It's obvious she's in the forest, but where exactly? Grumbling, she focuses on staying warm, at least as warm as she can get when she's dressed for a humid forest.]
It's really typical of this place to send you on a mission to a perfectly humid jungle only to dump you back into a freezing forest.
[Ino rambles, teeth starting to chatter amid the frigid air. A certain location looks different when covered in snow but she hasn't been in this place for two years not to know her way around. Two years, Ino recalls, come to think of it, this is my third winter in this place.
She sighs, her expression falling a little, as she focuses on finding her way to the village. Probably by the time she does reach its outskirts, she's freezing and looking ready to fall any moment.]
[Voice; much later]
So, I'm back.
[The voice behind this post, which obviously belongs to Ino, is tired and a little hoarse from sneezing a lot.]
If anyone ever needs me, I'll be available next week.
Or the week after that.
Or the week after that.
[There's a long sigh.]
I think I won't be going on any missions for a while.
[Not that she can promise that, but a long hot bubble bath and some well-deserved rest and relaxation for days are probably in order.]
Oh goodness, it's so cold!
[There's a shriek that follows that and the intense shielding of oneself from the falling snow. Ino trains her eyes around her surroundings. It's obvious she's in the forest, but where exactly? Grumbling, she focuses on staying warm, at least as warm as she can get when she's dressed for a humid forest.]
It's really typical of this place to send you on a mission to a perfectly humid jungle only to dump you back into a freezing forest.
[Ino rambles, teeth starting to chatter amid the frigid air. A certain location looks different when covered in snow but she hasn't been in this place for two years not to know her way around. Two years, Ino recalls, come to think of it, this is my third winter in this place.
She sighs, her expression falling a little, as she focuses on finding her way to the village. Probably by the time she does reach its outskirts, she's freezing and looking ready to fall any moment.]
[Voice; much later]
So, I'm back.
[The voice behind this post, which obviously belongs to Ino, is tired and a little hoarse from sneezing a lot.]
If anyone ever needs me, I'll be available next week.
Or the week after that.
Or the week after that.
[There's a long sigh.]
I think I won't be going on any missions for a while.
[Not that she can promise that, but a long hot bubble bath and some well-deserved rest and relaxation for days are probably in order.]
[Action]
I think I'll have some soup. Thanks!
[Her eyes continue to wander around their humble abode after responding to Bulla's offer. While her own apartment in the Flame Building is cozy enough, an actual house is still an actual house and for a while there, Ino begins to miss home and their own house.]
[Action]
Take your pick. Or you can always layer them. The pink one fits loose enough that you could slip the black one on underneath.
[Action]
Fashionable and functional. Bulla, you amaze me.
[Which translates to "Yes, your advice is perfect!"]
[Action]
[She sets the sweaters down and heads off to the kitchen. It doesn't take long to boil soup, and she can hear the kettle just beginning to whistle. The boiling water is poured into a teapot, on top of a bag of tea. She'll let that steep for a bit, and just as she finishes with that, the soup has come to a boil. She pours it into two bowls, and sets the kitchen table with soup spoons, tea spoons, tea cups, milk and sugar.
It's not long before she pokes her head out from the kitchen door.]
Everything's just about ready. It just needs a minute or two to cool down.
[Action]
[This said, Ino begins to put on the warm sweaters Bulla gave her. They fit snugly as they possibly can for someone who doesn't own them. Not that Ino has any right to be picky right now.
While waiting for Bulla, she sits on one of the chairs in the living room and continues to observe their humble home. It's definitely a cozy place.
When Bulla calls out on her from the kitchen, Ino responds with a smile.]
Alright, thanks. [She stands up and starts to head for the kitchen.] Do you need any help?
[Action]
[And sure enough, the kitchen table is set when Ino comes in. While the offer is appreciated, Bulla's intent is to be a good hostess. That means getting Ino warmed up and fed.]
Sit wherever you'd like.