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Date & Time: 12 August all day, morning to night
Location: All over this place, also in her room at night if Meg Masters, her roommate, wants to bug her or ... something lmao
Characters: Ino Yamanaka and OPEN
Summary: Ino is a little disoriented and she just wants to get home.
Warnings: None?

Ino was still ready for war. She had been in the middle of it, even, before being thrust into this ... strange world. She had taken her very formal arrival seriously; after all, fighting against reanimated Shinobi had opened her mind up to all sorts of strange occurrences. Her questions had been left unanswered, however, and she left feeling very unsatisfied.

She held the bow in her right hand, walking proud and tall in her Chuunin vest and uniform. She wasn't sure who to approach, if anyone was an enemy here, if it was even safe to walk around. But she was far from frightened. Adrenaline still coursed through her veins, senses heightened, limbs relaxed in case something attacked.

But, overall, she just felt and appeared very confused.

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"Hey."

Amongst the small morning crowd, it was Ino that caught Corosa's eye -- maybe because of the hair, maybe the stance -- whatever it was, she stood out. And judging by the way she was moving, she was in no great hurry. So Corosa picked her out, approached her from behind at little more than a fast walk so as to not alarm her. He was already breathing raggedly, though. He'd been running earlier.

Corosa started to reach out, but halfway through the motion he looked down and remembered the missing half of his right arm and stopped, letting the stump fall back to his side. He contented himself with just squinting at Ino instead.

"Excuse me," he said, vaguely recalling his manners. "I need help."

Red X would be found in the training room. His self-replicating dagger had finally evolved again, and he would be found in a room full of a bunch of moving targets. Juggling the dagger in one hand, he grabbed the knife by the blade, and then hurled it at a nearby target. In mid-air, it began glowing red, and split into three different daggers, each hitting a different target; one was a bulls-eye, another was pretty close to the inner circle, and the rest wasn't that great.

Red X frowned behind his mask. "It's sentient and it still won't hit a target by itself?" he asked to no one in particular. But, then there was its latest evolution. The xenothium marks on the inside of his gloves began glowing; and the three daggers began glowing as well, a red X-like design on the bottom of the handle glowing as well. Xenothium then began firing out of the handles, forming a web of that sticky, elastic material... which then began glowing, along with making a beeping sound.

"... Crap," he hissed, ducking behind a nearby metal crate, as a series of fragmentation explosions went off with the other targets. Hopefully Ino would know to hide, too.

It wasn't everyday that someone found a pretty young woman, walking around with a bow in hand, looking ready for a fight. Well, unless that someone happened to be Finnick, who happened to spend a great deal of time around the girl on fire. It was that, more than anything, that made the girl stand out in the crowd.

And someone standing out in this sort of crowd was someone worth chatting to.

"Hello." He made sure not to stand too close to her when he finally made his way over, his most charming smile plastered over his face. "You expecting the war to happen any second now, or are you just lost?" There was a teasing note to his voice as he tilted his head.

morning, out in the streets

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omg I am so sorry this is a late tag ;A;