saucey: (サスケ » back)
[The PCD comes on and shows Sasuke's body - regaining its color as the Animus revive him and take their price. Give him a couple of minutes before, slowly, his eyes open. A moment later and he's moving to sit up, although...

...his expression is completely lost. Though, the PCD only catches a profile.

Guess who's awake?]



[[ BALLROOM STYLE GO for offlines o7 ]]
saucey: (サスケ » now that's interesting...)
[When the feed comes on, Sasuke can be seen at an angle from the ground doing what seems to be katas. They aren't Uchiha-styled katas, however, but Hyuuga. Sasuke wouldn't have a clue as to how his kinsmen did this, after all.

Never the less, Sasuke doesn't seem to be too pleased about it. He's got a hint of impatience today, for some reason. He follows through the motions and thrusts his palms forward, as if he were using Jyuuken. As he does, in his impatience, his chidori flickers slightly.

He doesn't move onto the next kata, and instead just stares at his hand for a moment. ...It couldn't hurt to adapt some of Neji's moves to his benefit like this, could it? Hm.]


...Interesting.

九十四

May. 10th, 2010 10:35 pm
saucey: (サスケ » yeah well...)
ああ...カカシ...私は、ええと、子犬を高めるためのいくつかのポインタを使用できます。


私はそれがしばらくして知っているが、私が見つかりましたロクサスとリクのペット私が徒歩以前に出て行った。他の誰他人の世話をしたい場合私は風のケア、取っている?


[[ Translation: Ah... Kakashi... I, um, could use a few pointers for raising a puppy.


I know it's been a while, but I found Roxas and Riku's pets when I went out on a walk earlier. I'm taking care of Wind, if anyone else wants to take care of the others?]]
saucey: (サスケ » smile)
[Just because the picnic had ended hours ago, it didn’t mean that their day had to. Sasuke waited on the other side of the lake where the picnic had been held and waited patiently for his father.

His father, who never game him the time of day save for right before he had been killed. He couldn’t help it, he was starting to get excited to know what else there was that his father could teach him.

He couldn’t even remember the last time he had been this excited. It was either when he learned chidori, or when Itachi had agreed to train him finally. Possibly the latter.]


Not an IC cut. )
saucey: (サスケ » uh huh)
[The feed clicks on and Sasuke can be seen sitting out in the open hallway, legs dangling over the edge of the floorboards. He glances over toward the PCD once, but doesn't seem to take much care in the fact that the PCD is recording him, again,

Instead, he twirls a long piece of wood in his hands a couple of times before he starts to take a kunai to it. He isn't making anything in particular, but dammit he's just tired of the quiet.

This goes on for several minutes before the feed shuts off.]
saucey: (サスケ » huff)
[The video feed is turned on as the PCD is knocked over, and immediately a cat is seen jumping off of a desk with something in its mouth. When it lands, you can see that it's Sasuke's younger cat, Mouko, with something that looks like a scarf in her mouth.

Cursing can be heard close by and Sasuke chases after the kitten again, only to have Mouko zoom off. He almost falls, but catches himself and keeps running.]


Dammit, Mouko! Give me the scarf! You know that's not mine!

[More cluttering, and with a loud bang against the desk several minutes later, the video feed shuts up abruptly.]
saucey: (Fanart; back)
[The PCD flicks on as Sasuke sets it down on his desk, and it looks like he did it on purpose. Only Sasuke's middle can be seen, and he's reaching out to grab something off of his desk. It appears to be a small booklet, and he opens it to flip through.

After about a minute or so, his hold on it slackens, allowing it to fall forward onto the desk and land, with the first half of these pages showing, upside down as that's how the booklet landed. It's now the only thing the PCD shows.

The feed shuts off after a thud can be heard in the background.]
saucey: (Anime; brb unconcious)
[The PCD clatters onto the coffee table next to the couch, the video feed clicking on as it lands on its side. The view's angle confirms this. Sasuke - or parts of Sasuke, really - can be seen up close, signaling that he's mere feet from the PCD. He doesn't pay it any attention as, within seconds, he's collasped onto the couch, unmoving.

Although his face can't be seen, his shirt is still pretty damage, with signs of burn marks and cuts all over. What little of his arm that can be seen is completely covered in bandages, rugged, dirty, and torn from previous intensive training.

The feed continues playing this.]


[The audio is filled with very minimal background noise, and Sasuke doesn't appear to be moving anytime soon. Light from outside brightens the walls of the room briefly, and the front door closes from somewhere beyond the range of the PCD just before black and white clothing come to stand in front of the screen.]

[Neji leans down and taps Sasuke in an attempt to rouse him and recieiving no response, lifts an arm to examine it, then lets it's dead weight fall back down unsupported. He sighs and gently turns Sasuke over, then seeing once again that he doesn't stir, briefly considers something before reaching under him to lift him up off the couch.]


...Stubborn, Sasuke.

[He grunts as he stands, and shifts Sasuke's weight in his arms before heading somewhere off-screen further into the house. His footsteps fade, a door opens and closes a moment later, and Neji returns to pick up Sasuke's PCD. Another sigh as he realizes it started recording at some point]

...Haruno-san, when you have time, please come by and see Sasuke.
Thank you.

[He shakes his head and switches the device off]
saucey: (Doujinshi; brb cookin')
[The feed clicks on, showing the kitchen of the second Hyuuga household. Both Ukitake and Sasuke can be spotted in the kitchen, seeming to be making several dishes for a special occasion. Sasuke specifically is seen wearing a navy blue apron to contrast against his black shirt. His hair is pulled back into a small bun to keep his bangs out of the way.

Sasuke moves from one counter to the other with a mixing bowl cradled in an arm, mixing up ingredients, glancing at the propped-up cook book to double-check his next step. From the angle and how close Sasuke seems to be, one can tell that the PCD isn't very far from the cook book. If fact, it seems to be just feet away from the cookbook, set out of the way. He doesn't seem to notice that it's recording yet, and it isn't until he's pouring what seems to be cake batter into a pan that he reacts.]


Ah, shit!

[Sasuke quickly reaches over and covers the PCD with a hand before the feed clicks off.]

二十二

Jun. 21st, 2009 04:55 pm
saucey: (Anime; suuuuuuuuuuuuun)
[Private to Team 7 || Hackable]

The wastelands have been turned into a beach, it seems. Shall we go together?

十三

May. 28th, 2009 06:18 pm
saucey: (Anime; all-purpose emo)
... Thanks to those that got us out of there. Even if it was just for Alphonse.

[Private//50% hackable]

...It hasn't changed, at all. I'm still...nothing more than a punching bag to him.

I can't even complete a fucking mission.

Where the hell is that damn snake when you need him?

May. 21st, 2009 05:21 am
saucey: (Anime; all-purpose emo)
[Private to Uchiha Family + Toushirou||Unhackable]

I'm going out for some air.

I'll be back in the morning.
saucey: (Anime; usuratonkachis...)
Don't even want to know what's going to happen this week.

Naruto, keep it down if you're gonna shout at them.

Apr. 25th, 2009 12:36 am
saucey: (Anime; che.)
[Private to Itachi, Madara, and Kakashi]

Itachi, Madara, Kakashi --

I don't care who, I just want a confirmation. Now.

Apr. 24th, 2009 02:21 am
saucey: (Anime; uh wut)
Where am I? This place is... vastly different than Konoha, or any other country I’ve been to, for that matter. Not that I mind being out of the hospital.

[A pause, followed by an exasperated sigh.]

I don’t have time for this. I need to get stronger. Where the hell is Kakashi when you need him? He should have recovered from his fight with that bastard too by now.

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