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Behind the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

"We did well this past weekend in warding off the gremlins." Even if Arthur'd been asleep for... well, less time than he was starting to blow it up into being, but he was frustrated. Anyway. "But we can do better. We have shared out our phone numbers - and if you haven't, yet, please leave it in the middle - but when an invasion catches us this early in the morning, we're still left scrambling. I want some of you to serve as points of contact for other students, I want all of you to see about getting a warning out or something like it if you are caught outside the dorms."

"Today's activity is going to be simple," Zack added, crossing his arms over his chest and smiling. "Figure out these points of contact that we have to work on, talk about what it is we can do to make sure that people aren't getting caught out in this stuff without warning. And," he smiled a little, his expression wry, "suggest ways that we could have handled this last invasion better. They won't always party themselves to death."

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"Gremlin ambush during my morning run," Zack laughed, shaking his head. "Back-attack, you know? The gremlin didn't last long after that, really."

He held out his arm to make picking said bandage off a little easier. Who was he to be difficult, after all?

He was a smart one, not being difficult. She quirked a grin at him as she got the bandage off and inspected the bite with critical eyes.

"You'd think the sword would be a hint that you fight back," she noted.

"You'd think, huh? These guys really didn't seem too keen on taking hints."

Like, at all.

Zack's arm actually didn't look too terrible at a glance. The bite wound was deep, and it looked like it had been messy, to say the least, when it was fresh. It also looked as though it had been in the process of healing for a touch longer than the four days that Zack had been running around with the injury, however.

It couldn't possibly be comfortable, but it wasn't anything to be alarmed about, either.

She just sighed, huffing a soft laugh.

"You heal fast," Ino noted, chakra making her hand glow green as she placed it over the bite. Fast but Ino was still going to take care of it now.

"And that's true, 'bout the hints, they didn't seem to notice my pile of bodies outside the clinic." What? She'd needed some place to put them.

"Between you and me, I think the bodies just kinda encouraged them," Zack laughed. "I mean, they figured they could do better than the last guy, you know?"

Okay, Ino's hand on his arm... that was kinda nice. So naturally he had to smile some more.

And lean. Her way. Sorta. You know.

FRIENDS.

Her smile went a bit silly, but Ino wasn't going to complain at the leaning.

Besides, it made it... easier... to heal him. Yes.

FRIENDS.

"They all failed," Ino said, wrinkling her nose cheerfully up at him as half her mind was focused on healing the bite and making sure it was clean. "Clearly means I'm badass. I got to practice some more with Thunder, though, which was nice."

"You must be getting stronger with it after a weekend like that, huh?" He wasn't bumping his shoulder against hers. Honest. That was totally your imagination, there. "I guess this means we're about due for another visit to Midgar. Maybe we can poke at this mission I've got, huh?"

A very solid imagination, yes. Considering it seemed to be a shared one. Ino leaned a bit and beamed at that. She let the glow in her hand fade, studying the unbroken skin and nodding at her work.

"I think so? I'm getting quicker at using it, at least." And wouldn't that be interesting once she got so used to fighting with it that fighting without got weird? "And I think we're seriously due for another trip. Mission! I still ain't heard anything back 'bout mine and it's totally unfair."

Which meant she was going to co-opt his, yes. Fair. Just like her own nudge that was your imagination at work.

Fair's fair when working with a Fair. It's true.

Zack smiled, rubbing at his arm a little where the injury had been. Good as new! Which meant he was going to have to flex. Sssh. He knew he had nice arms, and he was totally at liberty to show them off now and again.

"And, you know, once we complete this mission, ShinRa might even send us more like it. You know, once we prove that we can handle it, and all!"

He did have very nice arms.

She was still going to snicker and move to poke him in the side, though, just for showing off. Even if she did appreciate it. A, um, lot.

"We can totally handle it." Probably! Ino was going to assume so and pack a lot of potions anyway. "And you're sure ShinRa's going to be okay with me tagging 'long?"

Yes, she'd asked that before. Yes, she was asking again.

"So long as the work gets done, why not? It's just monsters, you know?" There he went, laughing and squirming at the finger to the ribs. "If we weren't doing it, civilians might start trying to anyhow, and that's when people start to get hurt."

Ino prudently skipped back out of immediate reach in case he should opt for retaliation and laughed.

"I'll take your word for it," she said, grinning. "Besides, it's not like I'm doing anything bad, yeah? I'm helping so they can afford to ignore me."

"I guess it helps that you're not technically on the payroll," Zack pointed out, giving her a wry smile at that. "But you get your pick of the loot from the monsters, at least?"

"That probably does help," she admitted, making a face at that reminder then brightening. "Will they have different loot than the ones in the slums?"

"Probably a lot of potions, too," Zack replied. "The first mission is about the monsters in the slums, you know? But if we prove we can do it, then they might send us out for more field work in other places. And stuff gets more interesting once you're outside of the slums, generally."

...

"Okay, it's hard to be more interesting than a house that can body-slam you. But you know what I mean."

Her laugh was a bit rueful.

"See? I hear the word mission and my memory decides to leave me 'cause I knew that and yet..."

Well.

Maybe she was a bit pink. Shut up.

"And there is nothing more interesting than a Hell House." Seriously.

"I bet we could find something! It's only a matter of time before we're hunting down malboros on deserted islands! Or... Or Behemoths!"

Yeah, no, probably not so much with the behemoths, Zack.

"Malboros? Behemoths?" Ino knew... a few monsters. But not that many.

Look, she wasn't even out of the slums yet. Give her time.

Ino tapped one finger against her cheek thoughtfully. "You busy tomorrow afternoon?"

Oh, their first malboro would be fun.

"Totally free for the rest of the week! My classes were all today, so unless I swing by the Magic Reserves or something, I really don't have anywhere else to be."

Fun fun fun!

"I've got work tomorrow," she noted, "but I bet I could get off a bit early if we wanted head out to do that mission..."

Mission. Not a date. Honest.

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Totally just a mission. Because that was what friends did.

... Actually, it was, more or less. Killing monsters was far less romantic than, say, living together for a few days in the guy's own room in the city he called home when he wasn't at school.

Which they'd be doing, too.

"I could come pick you up!"

That wasn't romantic either. Shush.

It absolutely wasn't. None of it. It was all just practical.

Really.

Nevermind the fact that the other SOLDIERs had assumed they were dating the last time Ino had been visiting Zack's place. Never. Mind.

"I'd like that," she said, smiling. "I'll make sure to bring everything I need with me to work, then."

And totally forget about that lecture that Ino's dad had given Zack, back in Konoha. Seriously.

"Excellent! I'll pack up my materia, book the portal, and meet you there!"

A pause.

"Maybe I'll spend a little extra on the direct trip, instead of getting us stranded in the terminal again."

Ino laughed and bounced and maybe that was totally her going in for a hug then.

"Would ShinRa pay it? You're going back on work, after all."

"... You know, they might? I mean, it only makes sense. They ship me off to missions in the helicopter and stuff like that all the time, you know?"

He tilted his head back, looking at the sky, thinking it over for a moment.

"They have to! I'll call them later tonight and tell them to arrange for transport to Midgar, for two. If we plan on doing as many missions as we possibly can before we have to be back, then there's no way they can turn us down!"

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