The Common Room

[Sakura]

Sakura continued to watch the girl from above, wracking her brain: trying to figure out WHY she thought she recognized the girl....

"Dorm rooms equal roomate, looks like you liucked out, Ino."

Ino....her name....was Ino?

"I....Ino...." Sakura reiterated, the name sounding....familiar yet foreign at the same time on her tongue. Why did she think she knew this girl?

[inoyamanaka]

Ino turned as if almost she had heard Sakura, she gave a tiny smirk. "Stuck in this nightmare too huh?" she asked. There was something different about this girl, something that might have struck the girl as a memory but she didn't care. This girl seemed different. "Don't want to join the boys at cards?" she nudged towards the group playing cards

[Sakura]

When the girl spoke, she didn't SEEM to recognize Sakura....so perhaps the dark-haired girl's mind was merely playing tricks on her? Rare as that was....she supposed it could always be a possibility....

....though that was HIGHLY doubtful.

"Ha. As if." Sakura replied, deciding right now to put the enigma of this girl on hold. She leaned forward on the stair's banister, resting her arms atop it. "I haven't any interest in card games. I'm barely moved in as it is."

[inoyamanaka]

Ino nodded. "That makes sense, i mean they probably even haven't gotten their stuff into their dorms yet." she looked around the place again. "I can't believe this is where we are staying. Doesn't really get the beauty award does it?" she shook her head. "Anyways, nice to meet you, name's Ino. I guess we're going to be house mates."

[Sakura]

Ino....that name....why did it sound so familiar?

"I am Sakura no Oto." Sakura said after a moment, nodding stiffly at the girl. "Indeed. I suppose we ARE housemates." Lifting up a hand, she looked down at the piece of paper, still clutched between her pale fingers. "I don't suppose you're ALSO in room 243?" Not that she cared, of course....but better this Ino character than that card-playing female.

[inoyamanaka]

Ino glanced down at her paper. 243. Something inside her made her feel happy again. True this girl did not have any memory of Ino's mind but there was something about her that seemed...well...familiar. "Afraid so, Looks like your stuck with me." she said with a smirk. No time to be loud now.

[Sakura]

For some reason, Sakura found herself smirking back at this girl. Not one of sincerity perhaps, but definitly one of amusement. "I guess so." Stepping away from the banister, She beckoned for the blond to follow her up the stairs. "Care to investigate the dump of a room they've no doubt given us?"

[inoyamanaka]

Ino followed the black haired girl upstairs. The name Sakura had rung in her mind...the name of her childhood friend that had disappeared many years ago. But this girl could not be her, the sakura she knew had the last name Haruno and had pink hair. She shook her head, back to the present. "I suppose we are stuck with the card playing nitwits for a year or two huh?" she asked

[Sakura]

"Ack, don't remind me." Sakura replied, shaking her head. This girl....this girl was....not entirely terrible to be around. At least, that's how it seemed for now. Shocking....

Sakura then proceeded to lift what looked to be a lanyard up and over her neck: her student ID--which in turn acted as a key card--dangling from the edge. Looking for and locating a small pannel beneath the door handle, she held up the card, to which a flash of a green light, and a short but distinct "click" followed.

The door was open.

Reaching for the door handle, Sakura turned to Ino. "Ready?" She asked, before she pressed down on the handle, and opened the door.

[inoyamanaka]

Ino nodded. "Let's get this horror show over with." she said with a chuckle. She looked at her own student id with a frown. Her picture of her in her old clothes. She made a face as she shoved the id card back in her bag

[Sakura]

Their room was....not as horrid as Sakura envisioned it. Not PERFECT by any means....but acceptable. There were two beds, one in the center of the room and the other up against the window, with a desk next to each bed. Across from the beds, were a set of dressors: one for her, one for Ino.

And atop those? A closet for each girl.

All in all?

Acceptable. Nothing more, nothing less.

"Well....I suppose....this will do." The dark-haired girl mused, stepping into the room to observe it more closely. The color scheme matched that of the common room--but as the beds were to be made up of their own sheets, and the dressors were of a rather plain coloring, it wasn't as noticable.

"Which bed do you want?"

Did she....did she just ask someone what they preffered before securing herself her own desires?

Indeed....she had.

Again: shocking.

[inoyamanaka]

Ino looked at the beds. "I don't really care. Both look the same to me." she shrugged and placed her bag on the ground. She glanced around the room. "This isn't so bad, but i bet it would feel like...home in no time," she hestitated on the words.

[Sakura]

"Well, in that case...." Sakura's golden eyes darted from one bed, to the other as she made her decision. On the one hand, a bed in the center of the room felt more....private. Away from the outside world and therefore, easier to shut it out. However....a bed next to a window left all sorts of OTHER oppurtunities....

"....I'll take the window-bed."

[inoyamanaka]

Ino nodded. "That's fine by me." she said putting her bag on the bed that Sakura didn't want. She started unpacking her clothes to put them in her closet.

[Sakura]

Sakura did the same. Not that she'd been allowed to bring all that much to the school: just clothes, school supplies and a few cosmetic products. Granted, she hadn't owned that much to begin with--her father kept her childhood very....restrained--but nonetheless, all the scrolls, books, and....other things....he'd given her for training had been confiscated by the feds.

"Maybe...." She murmured, relaying Ino's previous comment through her mind. Would this place ever really begin to feel like home? "....but my homelife was....different, than a lot of the kids here." Not that Ino needed to know her life story or anything, it was just fact is all. She HAD grown up MUCH differently than many teens her age--or so those damned feds told her. Of course, the longer she stayed here, the more she was beginning to see that for herself.

She just didn't see anyhting wrong with that. AFter all....how many students could summon a giant snake? How many of them knew how to kill a man in more ways than one?

Shaking her head slightly, Sakura began rolling out her bedsheets. If this place was ever to feel like some sort of home....it was going to take a VERY long time.