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Behind the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

"Okay, guys," Zack said, stepping to the forefront of the Reserves meeting and grinning, his hands on his hips. "Today we're going to follow the lead of the Magic Reserves, and start focusing on sharing the more specific talents of the people in this group. But with a twist! While plenty of the stuff that they have over in the Magic corps is specific to just the person giving the demonstrations, the benefit to working physically is that plenty of the skills that each of us have can be taught to one another! Maybe you've got proficiency in a weapon that nobody else here seems to know, or else you've got awesome tracking skills and think that we could stand to learn how to use them, too! Or you might have something as simple as a training exercise that you've seen put to use back home that you think we could benefit from, here. If you have something to share with the group, I'm sure we'd all be thankful that you offered up the time to teach us!"

Zack, for example, would teach the group the fine art of smuggling cookies into serious meetings of an almost militaristic nature. The trick, of course, was to leave them in his pockets and give them to people who asked nicely.

And Arthur would be onto him eventually. He was just keeping an eye out. "So if you are prepared to share, step up to us this week. You may bring your own tale to the front this week, give us a demonstration, and please come up to have a word with us if you would like to demonstrate some time in the coming weeks, or would be willing to offer your services in training, or leading the reserves through a training exercise. We are here to learn from each other as best we can, and so each other is the best resource we've got."

He gave a nod to those gathered, then took a step back. Only to take a step back later to give his own round-up.

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Zack's little smile shifted into a little grin. Zack apparently wasn't Zack unless he grinned at least now and then.

"Field trips would be kinda neat, huh? To places that are just totally out there. Like, I don't know. I guess Midgar would be a pretty big deal to anyone who hasn't ever seen a huge city like it before. Stuff like that."

"I totally need to see Midgar," she said, grinning at him. "I mean, my village is pretty big for my world but people 'round here have way bigger populations and stuff."

She laughed.

"People visiting my world? Would be totally funny." A beat. "And worrisome. It'd be like 'okay, seriously, don't wander off and ask weird questions--you're strangers, ANBU will take you and interrogate you if you make a pain of yourselves'."

"Sounds like the Turks," Zack noted. "At least, what I've heard about the Turks, anyhow. I haven't really worked with them, before."

This too will change, grasshopper.

Ino laughed. "Picture a village where, like, half the population has some tie to the Turks? That's what you get, kinda."

"Oooooooh." Zack blinked, mulling that one over. "Huh. That would make for one heck of a security grid, wouldn't it? Remind me to never look suspicious in your village, okay?"

Because, even if he could hold his own, for the most part, he didn't exactly want to rush out and piss off the ninjas either.

Ino laughed.

"Honest, you barely notice it if you're native--they know you're native too, right? But since you wouldn't be and, well, you'd kinda stick out as not being? Yeah, they'd be watching."

Creep him out more, Ino.

She shrugged. "They're not unreasonable, but yeah. Don't do suspicious stuff and seriously, if you visit, no sneaking about. That'd be bad."

Zack actually laughed aloud, at that.

"Have I ever struck you as the sneaky type anyhow? Heck, if they don't trust me, they're welcome to partner me up with someone to be sure I don't go poking around where I shouldn't. I'm curious, but I don't think I'm nosy."

The whole 'walking into buildings and poking through people's stuff while on missions' thing was just a game mechanic, shut up.

Suuure it was!

"I don't know if they'd go so far as to pair you up with anyone," she admitted, "but yeah, you'd probably do okay there."

Even if the fact that Zack sort of oozed military training would get raised eyebrows, no matter how harmless he was.

Or, at least, no matter how harmless he seemed.

Dun dun dunnnnn!

"Maybe sometime, I'll get the chance to find out." He shrugged, smirking. "We can swap-off. I'll take you to Midgar, and you can take me to... Uh..." Blink. "What is the name of your village, anyhow?"

Don't laugh at him Ino, there's a solid chance you never said.

She laughed anyway. "Konoha! Or Konohagakure no Sato, but you'd be better off stickin' with Konoha. And that? Is a totally awesome plan. I vote yes."

Because it was a pretty awesome plan.

Zack grinned pretty brilliantly at that, laughing a little and shaking his head.

"It sounds like a small, backwater kind of place," he replied. "Konohagakure no Sato!" And miraculously, he didn't butcher the name, either. "Like Gongaga, really. Only... More ninjas."

"Nooo," she protested. "It's not backwater at all! We're one of the five major Hidden Villages! I mean, we're not as--technologically advanced but..."

"Well, if you're hidden, then you probably don't get many passers-through, right?" Zack was smirking a little, yes. "That'd technically make you backwater, wouldn't it?"

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"No!" she insisted. So mean, Zack, so mean! "It just means we're sneaky 'cause we're ninja!"

And, you know, that whole living in the middle of a forest thing.

"Oh, that's what that means, is it?"

Aaaand then he was leaning forward, arms crossed over his chest, and grinning at her.

"Backwater ninja?"

If she punched him, he'd totally deserve it.

Ino had half expected something like that.

That was totally not stopping her from trying to kick him (hard) in the shin.

"Pfft!"

Zack totally took that kick like a man!

Which was to say, he was now laughing as he attempted to balance on one leg without hopping around too much, pinwheeling one arm to keep from toppling over.

"Okay, I probably had that coming to me!"

"Yes," she said, tossing her head and trying to whack him again for good measure. "You totally did!"

Zack deftly danced out of the range of attack number two, and he didn't show signs of his grin letting up any time soon.

"Okay, fine. You're just kinda backwater, then. It's probably nothing like Gongaga."

Where the frogs and the reactor were pretty much the most exciting things around.

Okay, Konoha was more exciting than that!

Geeez.

"Way way better than Gongaga!" she insisted, spluttering. "A hundred million billion times better!"

"Okay, hey! That's not fair!" Zack crossed his arms over his chest and attempted to refrain from pouting. "Gongaga's got monsters and..."

And... Uh.

"... Okay, monsters and a Mako reactor. That's about it."

Look, he couldn't really sing the praises of a place that he'd run away from because it was so boring.

"Then I," she said, utterly confident, "totally win the cool home contest."

"Konoha has monsters, does it?"

Zack had to cling to the monsters thing while he still could! It was kinda pretty much all he had to work with, here.

"Bandits, mostly," she admitted. "And sometimes demons."

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