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Caelum Campfire, Sunday Evening

Ino had marshmallows, was sprawled in front of the fire she’d set up in front of her cabin and hummed a little as she kicked her legs idly.

This was a really weird idea of camping, all things considered, but she wasn’t going to complain. It was way better than when they went out on missions. She grinned as she tugged a marshmallow off the stick she was using to roast them in the fire.

Marshmallows were totally an improvement on camping back home. And maybe someone would come by and she could bug them about how to actually pronounce the name of her cabin.

…That’d probably be a useful thing. Yes.

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Cimorene walked out to the campfire after putting away her things. "Good evening."

"Evening!" Ino chirped, "want a marshmallow?"

"Sure!" Cimorene grabbed a stick and got ready to roast. She was not as careful around the fire as most people would have been. "I don't think we've met, but I do think I've seen you around."

Ino raised her eyes slightly at the carelessness about the fire a bit, but kept her mouth shut. For now.

Instead, she snagged a few more marshmallows out of the bag and then lobbed the bag lightly at the girl. "You're kinda familiar too," she said consideringly, "I'm Yamanaka Ino, Ino's my first name. You?"

Well, it's not like it would bother her or anything.

Cimorene caught the bag and speared the marshmallows, sticking them into the fire, not at all worried about how close her hand was to the flame. "Cimorene of Linderwall, I go by Cimorene." She said with a grin. "Why is your given name second?"

She shrugged a bit. "'Cause eveyone else is backwards," Ino said cheekily. "I never really thought about it, honestly. That's just the way it is."

Cimorene snickered. "Have you considered that if everyone else is backwards it might in fact be you who's not forwards?"

"Of course not!" she said, faking horror at the suggestion. "My way is totally the best way."

Cimorene laughed. "Of course. Where are you from, that you get your name tacked on at the end?"

"Konohagakure," Ino said, spearing another marshmallow, "it's a village in the Fire Country. It means 'Village Hidden in the Leaves' approximately. What about you? Are you from around here?"

"I have no idea where that is." Cimorene admitted and took her marshmallows out of the fire. "I'm from Linderwall, which is nowhere near, actually."

"Excellent," Ino nodded, "we are equally clueless about each other's place of origins. Not, mind, that this is an unusual thing around here." A beat. "How long have you been here, incidentally?"

"About half a year. You?" Cimorene asked, eating the marshmallows as neatly as possible.

"I started last fall," she said, "so I'm totally glad that you didn't start at the same time as me and I just never met you before. That'd be kinda depressing really."

Said the girl who just adored socializing.

"It's a fairly large school." Said the girl who was used to being surrounded by at most five people her own age. "And I'm often where the books are."

...

"Yeah, okay," Ino conceded, "that'd definitely cut down on the chances of me seeing you."

"Not a big reader?" Cimorene skewered two more marshmallows.

She wrinkled her nose. "Not at all. I'd never be able to sit around like that when I could be doing something else."

Cimorene shrugged and stuck her marshmallows in the fire. "It's not the sitting around you focus on, but the learning something new."

"But I can learn plenty by going around and doing stuff too," Ino pointed out.

"But sometimes you need the background information." Cimorene argued. Her arm swung a bit too much and suddenly caught on fire due to the fact that it had gone through the fire. "Oh bother!"

"...and that'd be why you asked questions?" Ino tried, then jumped to her feet, looking worried, when Cimorene's arm caught on fire. "Are you alright?" she asked, coming closer.

Cimorene batted the fire out and wiggled her fingers, which did not look like they had been on fire a minute before. "I lived with a dragon for over a year. Becoming inflammable seemed like a good idea." She explained.

...

"You can learn to become inflammable?"

Cimorene looked smug. "Books. And magic. But mostly? A lot of reading."

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