Fifth Floor Common Room [evening]

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Sookie was sort of surprised by the very sticky rain, and that in and of itself was a mark of how long she'd been there.

And after a day spent indoors reading, she decided to do something smart about the rain. And so she wandered out to her common room, found it empty, and took to carefully positioning some buckets to hang out the windows.

Sookie, meanwhile, set to work mixing up some pancake batter. And, of course, frying up some bacon and eggs. It wasn't really breakfast-for-supper unless you had all the components.

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[brat_inslayage]

"I wouldn't complain if it didn't happen to me either," Kennedy said thoughtfully, with an undertone of like a double would be as awesome as me.

[intraspective]

Ino was in total agreement with the undertone.

"Exactly," she said loftily. "You don't want to throw the awesome quotient out of whack, and I'd probably hate a double of me anyway." She was petty like that, yes.

[brat_inslayage]

Which meant Ino was automatically in Kennedy's good books, for now anyway.

"See, that's what I'm saying. With any luck, if a double shows up, they'll be evil and I can kick their ass." Assume much, Kennedy? Why, yes.

[intraspective]

"You know," Ino said, sitting up a bit straighter. "It'd actually be super interesting to be able to fight against a double of yourself. It'd be, like, the best form of practise ever 'cause both sides of the equation are totally equal."

[brat_inslayage]

"They'd know all your moves," Kennedy agreed as she found a chair arm to lean against. "Nobody'd have a speed advantage, or be stronger. You know, that would be pretty cool, actually."

She stared off into the corner of the common room for a second or two while she thought that over.

"But they'd still lose at awesome."

[intraspective]

"Well, yeah," Ino said, raising her eyebrows. "No copy could ever match that. That's an original thing only."

"I wonder if the Danger Shop could manage that, though, creating a copy for a spar..."

[brat_inslayage]

"That," Kennedy said enthusiastically, "would be sweet. I mean, wow. This place has everything. I haven't even used the salle yet."

[intraspective]

"You should," Ino advised, grinning. "It's totally awesome, and I say that as someone who does most of her training outside, so it's got to be good for me to like it."

[brat_inslayage]

"You said you were a ninja, right?" And this was the closest Kennedy came to being a geek. She leaned forward, interested. "What kind of training do you do?"

And could she pick up any of that? (Probably not, Kennedy, no.) Because "Kennedy the Ninja Vampire Slayer" had a pretty cool ring to it.

[intraspective]

Uh. Ino blinked.

"Any specific area?" she asked, tugging at her hair. "I started training with my dad once I could walk, pretty much. Formal training at the Academy starts at five. I guess I specialize in sabotage and infiltration," assassination too, "so I know a lot 'bout lying, 'bout sneaking, and 'bout making a scene or blowing stuff up."

[brat_inslayage]

"Wow," Kennedy said enviously. Please don't give her ideas, Ino, please. "That's seriously hardcore stuff. I started training when I was six, but nothing like that."

[intraspective]

She wasn't trying to! Honest!

"What sort of training did you do?" Ino asked, giving a slight shrug. "You mentioned weapons at the reserves, right?"

[brat_inslayage]

"Swords, knives. Stakes," she sort of threw in there offhandedly at the end, and shrugged. "Nothing fancy." Sadly. "Just the basics."

[intraspective]

"Stakes?" Ino asked, raising an eyebrow. "And--you know, uh, there's a lot of stuff to learn 'round here."