fandomhigh | Rookiehood 101, Tuesday, Period 4

Today, the students would find themselves filing into the classroom only to find a note on the board, being stared at thoughtfully by a rather ugly, hairy creature.

Yo class! Meet me Behind the Skool! - Reno

... And if they were so inclined to do so, they'd find another note there, complete with requisite Alot, directing them to head back inside to the Danger Shop. Unfortunately, their teacher wasn't there, either. There was, however, a note! This time, pointing them in the direction of the cabins, to the main campfire, where Reno was waiting. He'd pulled up a place to sit by the the firepit, and was grinning when the students finally made their way there.

In spite of the small herd of Alots that had gathered around him, yes. Reno had the sneaking suspicion that he was going to have to get used to these guys.

"Yo, Rookies!" He shot off a half-assed little salute as he pulled himself to his feet. "I ain't gonna bother gettin' introductions outta you. You'll be sick like hell of 'em by the end of the week, and if I don't know who the hell you are, I'll just call you 'Rookie' anyhow. Deal, yo."

A few more Alots wandered in, to make themselves comfortable by the firepit.

"In case you ain't figured it out yet, today's lesson is on hazing, yo. I figure I'll get the first problem most Rookies'll see outta the way here and now. Think of the screw-around I gave you all from the classroom to here as a rite of passage, yo. Before you can be part of the group, you gotta deal with the shit that it takes to get you in in the first place. It's like a bondin' ritual. Somethin' you do to prove that you got what it takes to make the group run right later on. And I ain't done with you yet, yo." He wrinkled his nose, as if trying to concentrate really hard on what he was about to say, next. "I've gone ahead and set up an obstacle course for you, behind these strange animals."

Speaking with proper grammar was hard, damn it. But at least the Alots were clearing out, and the course in question was now in plain view.

"Lucky you, you'll all get to run the course, yo." Reno bit his tongue as the last of the creatures glanced back, and was silent until it gave a little shrug of its hairy shoulders, and wandered away. "And when you're done, because I ain't a total monster? Cake. On another note, I got one Rookie, Elena over there, playin' TA for me already, but I'm interested in takin' on another if any of you want the added perks of not only bein' my Rookie, but bein' picked on by me a little less than the rest, and helpin' me give your classmates a hard time. Come see me once you run the course if you're interested, yo."

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"I think that might be a bit of a lost cause already," she said, a bit dubiously, oh so slowly letting go.

Because, really, her hair was filthy and she'd been clinging to him and, well...

Oh, gods, there was a squelching sound as he stepped forward and tried to peel himself free. That was never a good sign.

"... Kickass."

And now he had to ask himself the all-important question. How badly did he want that towel that he'd handed over to Elena before class?

Not that badly.

"Well, it's good to be loved, I guess."

"Did you doubt that?" she asked with wide, innocent eyes. "And you do realize there's very few ways of making me not find some way of getting back at you for every single class like this, right?"

There was one, exactly. And Ino was just going to look incredibly ridiculously innocent at him. ... Maybe puppy eyes.

... Damn those puppy eyes all to hell. Damn them, so.

"Most classes ain't gonna be like this one," he replied, rolling his eyes skyward and working up a decent smirk all over again while ignoring the fact that his hair was currently pasted to the back of his jacket. "But you gotta admit, it was a kickass way to start a workshop, yo."

If it wasn't for the feathers at the end, Reno might even have chosen to do the run, too.

"I ain't going to bolster your ego much," she warned him. "I'm the wrong sort of Rookie for that. But it was alright."

A dirty look kinda ruined the puppy eyes temporarily.

"Even if it does mean I've got to go to my next class like this." Damn him.

Reno's smile could have illuminated a darkened room, it was so bright.

"Don't tell me you didn't expect me to pull somethin' like this? Really? After all we been through together, Ino. After Smoochy. You'd think you'd know to pack a change of clothes, yo."

And now he was just being a shithead.

Ino fleetingly wondered if Elena would help her burgle Reno's place (he had to have one, surely she could find it with a little work) and steal all of his clothing.

It would serve him right.

"A good ninja travels light," she said loftily. "I will hug you again if you keep that up."

It would serve him right!

And it would give him an excuse to go streaking. While laughing like a complete loon. Because why the hell not?

"Fine, fine, I'll behave," he chuckled, shaking his head. "I'll try to keep the rest of the lessons cleaner, yo. Cross my grubby little heart."

No, no see, Ino would be all for doing it so he had nothing to wear to class. Couldn't have a teacher be naked, you know.

"Your grubby little heart needs watchin'," she said dryly. "You still lookin' for another TA?"

"Hey, ain't nobody else offered," Reno laughed, crossing his arms over his chest. "You lookin' to be the other Rookie standin' on the sidelines, takin' bribes for towels?"

"That an' watchin' out for my Rookie," Ino tilted her head over at Chloe. "Been teachin' her some things; she's shy."

Which, yes, meant Ino would be more easily bribed by Chloe than, like, anyone else. Shush.

"How 'bout it? Think you can put up with me?"

Reno glanced Chloe's way, made a mental note to stick his neck out for the quiet kid whenever he could, and then gave his shoulders a halfhearted shrug.

"Tell you what, Rookie. Gimmie a week to think on it, yo. I know I can trust you to do the job, which is a point in your favor, anyhow."

And maybe he just liked making his rookies squirm in anticipation. You could never tell, with Reno.

Her look said, clearly, that she could guess at his game.

"Hai hai," Ino replied, with a toss of her head. "Wouldn't want to be seen playin' favourites or nothing. Got to be fair and just."

As if he'd ever been fair or just.

"Take your week, then."

And Ino would use that week to plan mischief.

Hey, after the crap that they'd done to poor Tyler with that rhino, Reno would be disappointed if she didn't use her week to toss together some divine comeuppance.

Bonus points for getting the rest of her classmates in on it, even.

"Will do, Rookie," Reno said, grinning and checking his watch. "Class has gotta be damn near over by now. I gotta get this crap outta my hair. I feel like a freakin' chicken."

Not unlike all of his students, right?

"Poor you."

Was that lacking in sympathy? Why yes, yes it was. Her hair was worse and she had class still.

"Gotta run anyway. Have fun thinkin'."

"Oh, I will. Hopefully I won't strain somethin' in the process, yo."

Suuuuuure, Reno.

Ino's response to that was to just stick out her tongue.

She had planning to do!

FEAR RENO, FEAR.

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