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Characters: Sasuke, some poor NPCs, and you.
Open? Yes.
Where: An alley.
When: RD15, late morning.
What: Stop the Knight of Fire from gutting an NPC and wearing their intestines as a belt! Or don't, whatever you want.
Warnings: Possibly violence.

They would never see him coming.

He shook the girls with clones, sending one of them to the markets and one of them to the tavern to flirt, chat and brood in the way they find so attractive. He slunk off into the castle by using Naruto's prank jutsu--who would have known it would actually be useful?--to turn himself into a girl with long lashes, an hourglass figure, and waves of black hair like his mother.

He made the tailor stammer by leaning forward and displaying cleavage, but it meant he got a display model of a tunic and leggings without having to wait to have flames embroidered around the edges, and a good solid pair of leather boots to go with it. He changed in his room at the Heroes' Headquarters, releasing the jutsu first so he'd actually fit into the clothing, and after tying the handkerchief Bakura had given him around his face to obscure his features and strapping his broadsword to his back, he set off towards the seedier areas of town.

It didn't take long for him to find his target. A man, slow-moving with a mean glint in his eyes and hands that kept straying to the front of his pants every time a girl walked by.

Sasuke crept up behind him and jabbed the soft tissue under his jaw, stunning him for the drag into the alleyway. And he waited.

He wanted to see the light in the man's eyes go out.

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"And if I am?"

Sasuke didn't move. Her expression was calm--it was refreshing to be looked at like a human, and not a wild, predatory animal. That alone kept his hand still, although it would take more to convince him to drop his steel.

He still wanted to feel the cut of blade through flesh.

"Collateral damage, Khaleesi," he added.

"Then I would take you for a child. This is reckless behavior. " Dany said flatly. "I thought that blade was for higher purpose, not wanton violence. Wars are fought over greater reasons than this, ser. I thought these people were not worth your time? Yet you are willing to stain your blade with them. I did not take you for a fool."

"Some would say I am a child," Sasuke said, lips pulling together into a frown at her tone. But the insults didn't bother him as much as they would have coming from someone else--she knew what it was like, wasn't just trying to appease to his violent nature so she could lure him out back and exterminate the threat.

"It doesn't matter," he said again, but he dropped the sword from the NPC's neck and let it hang at his side. "They're characters in a story. They're not real. They don't matter, and like you said, I'm restless."

"Then they would be half-right. For now I see a full child, unless you care to show me otherwise. " She retorted, waiting for him to release his hold on the man. "And so are we, if we dwell among them. "
She gestured behind her. "I have no doubt there are poor trees who would serve as better targets than a man from a storybook. "

"Trees don't scream," Sasuke pointed out, his voice low, but a shade dangerous.

He knew he sounded insane. But he was tired--tired of waiting, tired of being used and puppeted and fucked over. He'd taken power back for the first time, fighting and killing Danzo whose order slew the Uchiha, and it had been euphoria.

The thought that he was helpless to do anything, that he had to just sit by and let his body go to waste for lack of a fight, made him sick.

She heard that and considered it nothing more than a different sort of thing rising inside of him. He was no dragon. His vengeance went beyond it's focus and was directed now at anything, his reckless behavior told it for true. "They do not, " She replied slowly, as if speaking to a child that she'd calm, or a sobbing handmaiden.

"There will be battles to be fought but what good will you be if you have already fought needlessly? It no longer becomes vengeance, but slaughter. "

Another pause. Her voice soothed, patronized; he put his head up to look her in those odd violet eyes, head-on. But she did have a point.

He took a single step towards her, hand still wrapped around the hilt of the sword. The man behind him remained unconscious. "Find me a battle and I'll leave him be."

"When there is a battle to be found then I will tell you of it. Leave this man alone. " She gestured to the man to leave, staring at him with a raised eyebrow. "If I left you to your work you would butcher them all, wouldn't you, Sasuke?"

"Only until I was sated."

Behind him, the NPC groaned, then gasped, and Sasuke turned to watch him scramble away. Like prey slipping out of a snare.

He looked back at Daenerys, eyes narrow. "And only the lecherous old men."

"As I said. Hold your anger for those that truly deserve punishment." She sighed then. He was like a child, angry and lashing out at whatever he could. Must I watch this boy so he does not lead himself into a mess?

She gave a nod, then started walking off.