[Thread] [Yamanaka Ino and Shampoo]

[amazonianism]

Who: Yamanaka Ino & Shampoo
What: They meet to "discuss" their feelings, respectively, over Shampoo's engagement to Seto Kaiba.
When: After this
Where: Courtyard.
Rating: PG-13, for whacky violence, right? ;D

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[yamanaka]

Ino grabbed all the weapons she could possibly conceal without making it too difficult to maneuver herself before exiting her room. Although she had tried to sound like this was going to be no big deal for her to take her out, she was a little nervous. Although Kaiba had defeated her and that was why that woman was engaged to him ni the first place, she honestly had no clue what she was up again. And for all she knew, maybe he defeated her in fashion sense or something.

She stepped outside rather warily, looking around to find Shampoo. She quickly spotted a woman standing nearby wearing ... some kind of ridiculous armor. Ino took not time in pointing this out to her. She put her hands on her hips and called out, "You're Shampoo, right? What the hell are you wearing?"

[amazonianism]

Shampoo's eyebrow rose, and she smirked. "Things which very much more straightforward than you." She gave Ino a once over, still smirking. "Is more ceremony. From what Shampoo see, you know... little of this."

Ino's get-up was similarly ridiculous. Between the two of them, a battle of the worst fashion sense would only lose to the subject over whom this fight was ostensibly for - Seto Kaiba.

The young woman didn't move, for the moment, confident in her ability to slip away as soon as Ino did something more threatening than walk.

[yamanaka]

"Ceremony?" Ino laughed. "I think it's going to be more like me kicking your butt and then leaving." Yes, she sounded over-confident. She was still nervous, but she really wanted to get this over with so she could go back inside and pick out something to wear to the Valentine's Day events.

She moved into a fighting stance. She was unsure of whether she should go after Shampoo or whether Shampoo would come after her (after all, wasn't she defending her so-called husband?). After a few seconds of waiting, though, she pushed some chakra into her feet and sped off in Shampoo's direction.

[amazonianism]

Shampoo didn't move until Ino was close, pushing herself off the ground and into the air, hands planted high on the pole so that she was balancing, legs above her. She had the same look of amused confidence on her face as she didn't bother talking back to Ino.

Ino wasn't worth her time explaining.

She wasn't, however, noting any butt kicking.