Room 505, Monday Night

[sound_loyalty]

Kabuto had spent the weekend handwavily shut up in his room researching while his mun's internet was dead. He'd completely forgotten to open the Devil's Nest on Sunday, but he doubted anyone had noticed anyway

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[flowering_mind]

The time it had taken Ino to cross the hall which is, la, still on-going was time enough for her temper to take a hold of her common sense and throttle it.

She needed to attack something.

It was either really stupid, or really smart that she headed straight for Kabuto's room and yanked the door open.

[sound_loyalty]

At first, Kabuto didn't bother to look up. He rolled the scroll up calmly, setting it aside and making sure his books were safely put away. Ino was in a mood. "Evening, Ino-san," he said with a smile, finally looking up at her as he got off his perch on the bed.

[flowering_mind]

Asuma-sensei would be proud at how fast she managed to cross the room and launch a fist at Kabuto.

Saying she was in a mood was putting it a bit lightly. Just a bit.

[sound_loyalty]

Really. That was just uncalled for. "Someone's not thinking," he commented, deflecting Ino's fist easily. He wasn't attacking her; at least not yet.