angelo_wings | Saturday Evening, Room 421

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Saturday Evening, Room 421

It was Saturday night. She'd been here a week without checking in. Conveniently, she had ~~so very handwavily~~ found a store to sell her a computer -- wireless, they said, which was confusing but she liked it.

So now she had no excuse not to e-mail Quistis and ... no, scratch that, Quistis didn't exactly like her. She didn't take it personally. She figured most of that had to do with the sulky dark-haired boy who'd declared himself her Knight.

Selphie, on the other hand? Selphie would appreciate the gossip. Especially if she started with the most important part.

Selphie!!

SQUALL IS TAKING SEX ED!!!!

I don't know how he got signed up for it, but I snooped and saw his schedule. It's called "Dating, Hooking Up and Sex." I can't imagine how much he glared at everyone for that.

We took a shuttle here and met all sorts of people who were also coming to the school. Then we got to the picnic, where I met even more new people (new for me -- they were already at the school for a while). Most of them are from places I've never heard of, and they don't know anything about Galbadia or Timber. They even stare at me funny when I say I'm a sorceress!

I was assigned a 'big sib' who apparently knows Squall -- he's going to teach here one day! Isn't that wild? -- and my roommate is very nice. There's an awesome library here but I haven't spent much time there. I've been going to classes and I even got myself a computer so I can check in with everyone.

How is everyone adjusting? Has Esthar been attacking? Is there anything new I should know? Is anyone upset at Squall for leaving? I didn't know he was coming with me. I mean, I saw him, but I figured he was just escorting me there, not that he'd stay. You know how stubborn he gets.

E-mail back soon, okay? I want to know everything that's going on. Especially concerning Adel.

She had left a few details out. Her friends said they were okay with her being a sorceress, and maybe they were. That didn't mean they'd want to know about the Magic Reserves, or that she'd met a boy with wings just like hers. Best not to push her luck.

Rinoa typed her name, hit Send, and began composing an e-mail to Zone. Something way more professional, hopefully. The Forest Owls weren't going to just give up.

Angelo was asleep on the foot of her bed, and the door was open.

(~~will be linkdroppy as hell once I edit those in.~~ yyyyyup, links ahoy! all squall-mods (like finding his schedule) were permitted by the mun. also open!)

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Booored. Bored bored bored.

Ino was wandering! Because that is what you did when there were new people about and you had very little shyness in poking your head in other peoples' open doors.

"Person!" she greeted, leaning in the doorway and studying the girl. "Hi!"

Entertainment!

"Hi!" Rinoa called out, looking up from her laptop. She didn't bother much with niceties, herself, so it all worked out. "Other person! I can call you 'student' or 'girl' if I'm going to be 'person.'"

Or they could be Blonde and Brunette. She was flexible!

Ino laughed. It was nice to see people who didn't take her greetings seriously!

"I'm kinda fond of 'Ino' myself," she confessed. "Though I've gone by 'Amy' before as well. Or girl. Girl is a pretty good one. You could pick a different label than person if you'd like."

"How do you get 'Amy' out of 'Ino'?" she asked with a laugh. "Nicknames are supposed to shorten your name, aren't they? I've never had one, so if you want to play around with 'Rinoa,' you can. But I insist you call Angelo by her right name."

Angelo was apparently the sleeping dog by Rinoa's feet. The one who didn't seem to care much what, or if, she was called.

"Through some very creative thinking," Ino replied lightly. "And, hey, you've, got 'ino' in your name too. I have a name twin!"

No you don't, Ino. Stop that.

She put her hands behind her back and grinned at the sleeping dog. "Angelo? That's a cute name! I suppose she can be Angelo, if you insist. Or 'adorable'. How 'bout adorable?"

"I do," she laughed. "Except it's more of an 'in-no.' Ino and Inno? They can be spelled the same but pronounced differently. Are those homophones, or are homophones the ones that are spelled differently but pronounced the same?"

Someone did not pay enough attention in class.

"You can call her adorable," she decided, sounding every bit the princess. "I call her lots of things. I hardly ever use her full name, because it's long."

Way to go, giving your dog a long-assed name!

For her part, Angelo whuffled and blinked sleepily at the voices. Voices? She was trying to sleep.

"I have no idea," she admitted cheerfully. "I've got another sort of name twin here, but his name has it spelt 'e-n-o' so it's not quite the same even if they rhyme. It's much prettier looking with an 'i'."

She could chatter about anything apparently. Name geekery!

"What's her full name? More than Angelo?" Ino was just going to wander into the room to grin and inspect the waking up dog. "Hiii. Did we wake you?"

That was probably not helping!

Angelo ruffed once, in the affirmative, and then set to sniffing the new person. New people smelled interesting, and Angelo liked to make friends. Hello!

"Sant'Angelo di Roma," Rinoa pronounced carefully. "She was 'Sant'Angelo' for a while and then just 'Angelo.' My father thought it was a stupid name, but what does he know?"

Mmmm, daddy issues.

"We should form a club," she decided. "Eno, Ino and Inno. I'm sure we could find other No's out there to join us. Give it a cute name like Yes to Nos."

"That is a cute name for a club," she agreed. And that was Ino, just going to kneel to more properly say hi to the adorable dog. Also, petting her was a lot easier then.

... She did hope that Rinoa wouldn't mind the fact that Ino was going to pet her dog, yeah. Because how could she resist? Awww! She was so cute!

"... I think I'll stick with Angelo," she decided, grinning. "It's a very dignified name, her full one, and I'd probably trip all over it."

"I'm sure there are other 'No's out there," Rinoa added. "Oh! There's one boy named Nobody. Have you met him? He can join, too."

Presuming he was interested in a club that had no real basis other than 'we have somewhat similar names.'

"It fit her," she said, "and then it was too long to fit her, at least for everyday use. She's a rescue dog. She gets vicious."

Yes. Angelo certainly looked vicious, since she was head-butting Ino's hands and hoping for ear-scritches. Killer dog, right there.

"Bod?" She blinked up from where she was totally indulging Angelo with ear scritches and a bit of snuggling. "He's my next door neighbour, we're pretty good friends."

Ino grinned. "I call him 'shoulders' 'cause he's got rather nice ones. He don't see to mind. Bet he'd join, he's super nice. And we wouldn't even need an advisor! Reno would do it; he's a teacher now."

Reno would laugh at you, Ino. You know this. If you caught him in the right mood, though, he might say 'sure, what the heck'. Might.

"You're a very vicious dog, I bet you are. Hiiiiii." Totally vicious.

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Angelo nuzzled back happily with a few whuffs. Rinoa approved. Anyone who got on well with Angelo had to be a good person: those were the rules.

"I haven't seen his shoulders," she said. "I'll have to ask him to show me."

What? She might be trying to get herself a boyfriend here, but she wasn't blind. Looking was 1000% okay.

"I don't think I've met Reno, either," she said. "My teachers were a Lieutenant, a really suave guy, and a girl named Faith that likes to beat things up."

It was, to say the least, an interesting mix.

Ino wrinkled her nose cheerfully.

"I knew you looked familiar," she chirped. "We share the Lieutenant's class. Reno's comes right before it I was, uh, well. Sorta the feather covered one this week?" Ino was just going to hurry on. "And you totally can't miss Reno. Red hair, like fire red no lie, blue blue eyes and attitude."

Mmm attitude. She said that approvingly.

"That was his class?" she asked, clapping a hand over her mouth and giggling. "I didn't recognize you, but I saw a few people later all feathered and covered in goo. He wouldn't tell me what class. He just glared and huffed."

It had been adorable.

"Who did the glaring and huffing?" she asked interestedly. "And totally Reno's class, it's called 'Rookiehood 101', so 'course he's going to make us handle things like his obstacle course. The prize was cake. I'd do it again for cake."

She really would. It was worth the showers needed.

Rinoa rolled her eyes. "A friend," she said.

Just a friend. That was totally all that was in her tone. Mostly.

"Tall, floppy hair, grumbles and says 'Whatever' a lot? Would have been wearing black before it got all gooped up."

"Oooooh," she said, nodding. "The one that looks like an old teacher we had here."

Ino had been on the island long enough to not assume people were the same even if they looked it. Also, the fact the he was a student was a pretty big tip off that it was a different (version?) person.

"He's cuuute," Ino teased. "From your world? Or just a new friend?"

"He used to teach here!" she said, bouncing excitedly to impart the news. "It's a timeline issue. The island's past, but his future."

Except for the part where alternate realities came in, and this may not be his future, but she didn't follow that as well.

"He came here with me," she added, fussing with her hair and grinning. "He's supposed to be my knight."

The duties of 'knight' did not include 'sticking his tongue in her mouth' but Rinoa was working on that.

Ino, for her part, had no idea if that was true or not. Really, it was possible, Fandom being the way it was.

"I took his class," she shared conspiratorially. But oooooh. "Like, a knight in shining armour? To protect you?"

That? That was romantic! Ino approved!

"She didn't mention armor," Rinoa smiled. "Just that he should be my knight, and bring me ..."

She screwed up her face, trying to remember the exact words. "Bring me ... peace of mind, and protect my spirit. I don't know what that means, exactly, but he followed me here."

And now she had to laugh. "What did he teach?"

'Hating Things 101'? 'Whatever for Dummies'?

... yeah, that kinda sounded a bit romantic to Ino too.

"Well," she said, deliberately picking her answer. "Hopefully he don't have much to protect you from here."

Give her a second... it had been years. "'Interdisciplinary Studies or Whatever'!" Be afraid that Ino could remember that. "It was fun, kinda all over the place but that's what interdisciplinary means, so you know, whatever?"

Ino thought she was funny, yes.

Ino should tell Squall how romantic it sounded. And badger him about dating Rinoa already.

Mainly because Rinoa also didn't bother much with things like 'boundaries.'

"He really had 'whatever' in the name?" she giggled. "Did he say that every other sentence? And glare a lot?"

Heyyyy, wait a second.

"Why wasn't I here?"

Because that conversation would go so well. So, I heard you're a knight...

"Really had it in the name," she confirmed, flopping down more comfortably by Angelo. "He said it--oh. Um."

Think fast, Ino!

"Maybe it was a different timeline thing? Like, I've met someone who died in my timeline but not in theirs and yet they were ahead of me?"

... way to confuse Rinoa. That could not possibly help.

Angelo whuffed again, at Ino, before standing up and shaking herself off. She padded this way and that before flopping down in a new configuration. One remarkably similar to her previous. Look, it made a difference to her.

"I don't care if I am dead," Rinoa said huffily. "He's not allowed to just ditch me and run here to teach class."

Oh, good, Rinoa was going to be mature about this.

"I never said you were dead!" Ino flailed. "But it could where he never met you or something! So it wasn't your him but a different one 'cause obviously this one knows you."

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