gym - sunday morning - 7/20

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Liir wasn't warming up. Liir was actually dressed like his closet had dictated this morning, a pirate, with very little concern for working out. Leather pants, linen shirt, and his broom was on his hip much like a sword. He had a quantity of money that he intended to spend on a few specific items in the port, now that he was feeling a little less likely to startle at the very idea of leaving the island.

Busch Gardens will do that.

But he wasn't warming up, because despite the fact that he and Ino met every weekend here to teach him self-defense, he knew absolutely nothing would get done today.

Because he had a little surprise for her that he was sure meant that she'd be busy for most of the rest of the day.

And he didn't mind one bit.

[open for liirish or gymish needs; ino's thread will be last in the chronology, though]

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[intraspective]

Ino was totally on time, yes. Really. Honest. The mun just fails.

She was also rather disgruntled at the amount of effort it had taken her to find something that wasn't a dress (even if they had been pretty cool, piratey dresses) in her closet this morning. She'd managed though.

And the hat was totally awesome. "Morning!"

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He didn't get up.

Instead, he sat on the ground with his cloak spread wide over his legs and something across his knees.

"Morning."

[intraspective]

She beamed at him and bounced over to ruffle his hair. Just because she could.

"Where's your enthusiasm?" she chirped. "Come on, seriously."

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"Oh, I think you'll have enough for the both of us soon enough."

He gestured to the covered item across his knees.

"Close your eyes and hold out your hands."

[intraspective]

Her eyes dropped to the covered item and she tried not to bounce too much, really, as she closed her eyes and held out her hands.

"I like surprises," Ino said, fidgeting and, yes, bouncing a bit. "I really like surprises, and have I mentioned that you're awesome lately? 'Cause you are really really awesome and, and, even awesomer than that."

Ino, possibly, already had enough enthusiasm for the both of them.

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"Channel chakra to your hands," he said with a smile she could certainly see, "and think 'to my hands'."

[intraspective]

Yeah, that totally did not help with the bouncing. At all.

She sucked in a breath, made herself stand still long enough to find the concentration needed to channel chakra to her hands, and thought: to my hands!

Then bounced. And waited.

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The cloak slithered off of the wooden staff (http://www.box.net/shared/static/02yz7fxcko.jpg) as it lifted into the air and deposited itself right in her hands.

[intraspective]

She'd, she'd expected it, really, but that did not stop her from making incredibly girly squeaky noises of pure glee.

Nothing, at this point, could make her stop.

Blue eyes peeked open.

"It's beautiful," she breathed.

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He grinned at her.

"I'm glad you like it. I figured you'd like the plants and flowers."

It was the only thing that seemed right to him.

[intraspective]

She gently ran her hands along it. "It's perfect," Ino said. "Entirely perfect."

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"It won't break, it won't bend, it won't burn. It will carry you and a few items, weapons or a bag or such, but not another person.

"And it can fly just like my broom. Only for you."

He couldn't stop grinning.

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She hugged the staff tightly.

Yes.

"...you wouldn't mind terribly of training go, uh, severely side-tracked today, right?" She said, while fidgeting horribly. Flying!

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He smirked at her.

"I planned on it," he told her.

"Go have fun with your gift, Ino.

"Fly."

[intraspective]

And that was all the encouragement she needed.

Ino fled for the outside and the sky.