Junon, Gaia, Thursday Afternoon

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Junon, Reno supposed, wasn't half bad. Sure as hell better than Edge, which he couldn't wait to get the hell out of, especially after that weird-assed argument in Tseng's kitchen.

Tseng's ex-kitchen, Reno supposed.

He was sitting in a hole-in-the-wall restaurant on one of the city's lower levels, the world's crappiest coffee slowly dissolving a coffee mug in one hand, waiting for somebody in particular. He'd left Edge a little early, dragged a few of the boxes of paperwork along with him so that Rude wouldn't have to haul it all here, and then he'd started to poke around.

Yeah, Junon had suffered a bit since WEAPON's attack. But then, where the hell hadn't?

... Besides Kalm. Lucky, lucky-assed Kalm.

[Open for anyone who might want to call, or who has reason to be in Junon!]

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[intraspective]

Reno had left them with an address. That was good, that meant they didn't have to get a room of their own, and Ino had fussed around there for a while, before Zack shooed her out to go and see Reno and promised he was going to crash out on the floor for awhile.

Truthfully, that bothered her too. Zack had to be tired if he was crashing out like that.

So was she, but it wasn't so much a tired of the body, though that was part of it, and so she found herself walking through Junon, trying to get a feel for what the city had been like, once upon a time, and taking more pictures.

Until, finally, she'd made her way to the restaurant he'd told her to meet him at. Ino fidgeted in the entrance, being here, now, she wasn't sure how to react...

[intraspective]

A few hours later and feeling a little more rested for all that she’d probably slept maybe an hour all told—nightmares weren’t fun and she’d spent more of the time curled up and just thinking. Sometimes with her eyes closed but that didn’t mean sleep happened.

She yawned, covering her mouth with one hand and studied her tea. It was more hot water than tea really, and it had been stupidly expensive, but it was clean and didn’t gurgle at her and the cups looked like they’d been washed recently.

Ino figured that was worth paying a little extra for, all things considered, as she stared out the window of the little café she’d wandered into after giving up on sleep and finding Reno gone. Zack had still been asleep and she’d wasted a few moments trying to come up with the energy to hate him for his ability to sleep, but had wound up pressing a kiss to his forehead and then walking out quietly.

He should sleep. It wasn’t his fault that she couldn’t.

Ino sipped her hot water and wondered how to waste the next few hours.