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eswareinmal2012-07-22 10:41 pm
bondsoflove) wrote in eswareinmal2012-07-22 10:41 pm
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RD12
Characters: Sasuke and whoever else!
Open? Very.
Where: Somewhere really conspicuous in the middle of Schwanheim.
When: RD12, morning.
What: After getting a bit of sleep and realizing that throwing hissy fits isn't going to get him anywhere, Sasuke is more emotionally regulated and determined to gather as much information as possible on the thorns, the king, getting back home, and anything else anyone will tell him.
Warnings: Sasuke's filthy mouth and jackassness?
His entry into the kingdom had been explosive, and frankly he felt it was justified--extenuating circumstances and totally unfamiliar territory aside, he had enough people after his hide to put him on the perpetual defensive, and that wasn't factoring in his physical state. He'd been on his feet for three days following his brother's trail, and finally the exhaustion had caught up to him. He'd passed out in the room he'd first found himself in, because he knew it better than risking anywhere else, and in the morning things felt...
Better.
Not okay, but better.
Almost on a whim, he'd decided to put the armor on. It took him a few tries to get the pieces fitting together right--back in Konoha, only samurai wore armor and it didn't look anything like this--but once he'd gotten it all settled, he was pleasantly surprised to discover that it was light and comfortable. It rang when he moved, announcing his presence like a bell. Something else he had to get used to, but he liked the way the light glinted off the pale metal.
And he apparently had a horse, too. He'd been bowed at and ushered to the stables and introduced to her, a gorgeous mare with a coat like brushed copper, and she'd leaned in and nuzzled his neck after one whiff of his fingers.
He named her Amaterasu, the goddess of the sun.
They took to each other like fish and water, and by the time the stablehand had finished showing him how to saddle her up and mount, his spirits were higher than they'd been in a long time.
It took barely a nudge to get her to move at a comfortable trot out of the stable, and another to turn her towards the sound of voices. The more people, the more potential sources for information.
Bonding with the horse and well-fitted armor aside, he still had a mission to finish.
Open? Very.
Where: Somewhere really conspicuous in the middle of Schwanheim.
When: RD12, morning.
What: After getting a bit of sleep and realizing that throwing hissy fits isn't going to get him anywhere, Sasuke is more emotionally regulated and determined to gather as much information as possible on the thorns, the king, getting back home, and anything else anyone will tell him.
Warnings: Sasuke's filthy mouth and jackassness?
His entry into the kingdom had been explosive, and frankly he felt it was justified--extenuating circumstances and totally unfamiliar territory aside, he had enough people after his hide to put him on the perpetual defensive, and that wasn't factoring in his physical state. He'd been on his feet for three days following his brother's trail, and finally the exhaustion had caught up to him. He'd passed out in the room he'd first found himself in, because he knew it better than risking anywhere else, and in the morning things felt...
Better.
Not okay, but better.
Almost on a whim, he'd decided to put the armor on. It took him a few tries to get the pieces fitting together right--back in Konoha, only samurai wore armor and it didn't look anything like this--but once he'd gotten it all settled, he was pleasantly surprised to discover that it was light and comfortable. It rang when he moved, announcing his presence like a bell. Something else he had to get used to, but he liked the way the light glinted off the pale metal.
And he apparently had a horse, too. He'd been bowed at and ushered to the stables and introduced to her, a gorgeous mare with a coat like brushed copper, and she'd leaned in and nuzzled his neck after one whiff of his fingers.
He named her Amaterasu, the goddess of the sun.
They took to each other like fish and water, and by the time the stablehand had finished showing him how to saddle her up and mount, his spirits were higher than they'd been in a long time.
It took barely a nudge to get her to move at a comfortable trot out of the stable, and another to turn her towards the sound of voices. The more people, the more potential sources for information.
Bonding with the horse and well-fitted armor aside, he still had a mission to finish.
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Mute she is, but at least she's a swift writer.
An accurate statement. I'm hiding to avoid the horde of village gossipers who have nothing better to do with their time. Perhaps you've seen them around.
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His voice is neutral, but there's a part of him that's genuinely surprised--and a little irked. Which is stupid; he doesn't even like the attention, but still, it's.
Unusual.
"I'm looking for information on who might have brought us here." Fawning women don't matter in the big picture--are completely inconsequential, comparatively.
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Unfortunately, there is no particular person, not to my knowledge. You heard the story the old man gave on your arrival, correct?
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He hadn't listened as well as he might have--but in his defense, he'd been occupied with more important thoughts. But even an Uchiha off his game was more analytical than most--he'd categorized and filed away the speech in the back of his head, to be called up later. It had sounded ridiculous, but the more time he spent here, the more he thought it was in keeping with the setting.
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Seeing the thorns would be good--to either prove there was a reason he was here, or prove there wasn't. And it was idiocy to try to take down a target without any estimate of its prowess.
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What's your name?
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"Sasuke," he said, and inclined his head. "Yours?"
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Can I ask how you saw me?
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"Sharingan. Enhanced sight," he answered. "I couldn't actually see you, but I could see the air warping around you."
Ack! I'm sorry, I lost track of this tag. /)_(\
A very useful ability. Can it do other things like seeing in the dark?
No problem my laff :3
His smile goes a little self-satisfied. He won't say he's arrogant, but he's definitely prideful, especially when it comes to matters of his clan.
Which isn't always a good thing.
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Fire, you say?
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It was just because he was out of practice.
"It's my affinity," he explained, arms crossing over his chest. "And my clan is famous for working with fire. 'Uchiha' translates to 'house of fans'--for fanning fire into an inferno."
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That's very impressive. Are there other families that work with other elements?
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Sorry for all the questions, Ginia is a curious one when it comes to things she's unfamiliar with.
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He formed a seal and made a clone, tilting over his shoulder. "Just molding energy. But some have more natural talent than others."
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Very impressive. What can the clone do? Already her mind is thinking over the many tactical possibilities.
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He turned to Ginia with a smirk. "Their primary purpose is gathering information. I get everything he took in once he's released. Now, I've shown you mine, so show me yours. What can you do besides disappear and write quickly?"
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When the question is turned back to her, she smiles and takes a small step back into a shadow, then reappears several feet away on top of a roof, stepping effortlessly out of a shadow up there. At least Ginia hopes it looks effortlessly, learning how teleport around through shadows was something she was still working on. From the roof, she uses the same shadow to teleport back to the ground a few feet behind Sasuke.
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