a hawk in training;

[Oh, look, it came on again. Sasuke's outside, beating rocks into smaller rocks. You know, to use for his home made training weights. It's easier to take out his frustration with everything this way than going out to do something stupid. Though, his knuckles are bleeding as he does this, so it might as well be considered a little stupid too.

He's got two piles. One of useable, small rocks, and a second of...dirt and rocks that didn't make the cut. Rocks he took things out on too much.

When the feed finally shows Sasuke's face, one can see, well. His face. He's exhausted. Tired. He's been doing this for a while, but that's not the cause of it. He hasn't slept much since Zuko was killed. Didn't want to chance the nightmares.

With another loud crunch, and another small cloud of dust flying, Sasuke lets out a curse.]

Out of rocks.

[When the feed starts, this tree can be seen. Sasuke's out training again, and goes through the motions of his Shishi Rendan. When he reaches a bare spot of the tree, he kicks it hard enough to split the truck, and at the moment he does so, his chidori takes over. Instead of just knocking all of the leaves off, it consumes most of the screen in a blinding light as a loud craaaaaack can be heard over the sound of chirping birds.

White noise.

Then, a few minutes later, the feed is turned back on. Sasuke seems to be both visibly exhausted and in pain. Despite that, however, he's grinning a little.]

I'm gonna need some help. I broke my leg and ankle training.

[And then he moves to turn off the feed, before pausing to add in one more thing.]

Don't you dare laugh, aniki.

[Then the feed cuts out.]

I need some help.

Aizen's passed out somewhere around [x,y]; I can't really tell since the blizzard is freezing his PCD. I'm already on my way.

I'm sorry Hitsugaya, but I can't let him just freeze to death.

[The feed starts and shows Sasuke at an upward angle from the waist up. It's raining with a mixture of snow, and judging from the lack of duckbutt Sasuke's been out in this weather for quite a while. His cheeks and nose are red, but there's other discoloration on Sasuke's visible cheek - the right. It seems to be bruised somewhat.

Nothing can really be seen of his surroundings except the darkening gray sky, but if you track his coordinates or chakra you would be able to tell he's at the lake, just...staring at nothing.

He's dressed somewhat appropriate for the weather with the jacket Al had given him and a scarf he had managed to find amongst the mess in his room earlier this month. Off screen he's still wearing his ninja sandals, and his toes most likely match the color of his nose, too.

But he doesn't seem to care. Or even notice that his PCD is recording. Again.

The feed goes on in silence before it's broken by a sneeze from Sasuke. He reaches up with an ungloved hand to rub at his nose, and it's at that moment where he realizes...his nose is numb.]

...Right.

[He glances around for a moment before noticing his PCD on the ground close by. He doesn't have any reaction to it recording as he bends down to pick it up. In fact, his eyes are off completely.

The feed ends as he pockets the device.]

[The feed clicks on and shows the Wastelands. The feed plays nothing for several minutes before the sound of several poofs can be heard. Suddenly, there’s multiple Sasukes on the screen. None of them seem to notice that they’re being recorded.

Within a moment, there’s a yell and all of them just start sparring. Most have their swords drawn. Metal clashes with metal, and there’s the occasional bout of crackling lightening. Not only is Sasuke having a melee with himself, but he’s training and trying to finish his jutsu. Hitting two birds with one stone.

Maybe three, even, as he’s currently pissed off and looking to blow off steam healthily. Some Uchihas just aren’t meant to argue with one another. It fans the flames. Especially with the temperamental ones. But.

After several minutes of the melee, the occasional poof can be heard as one of the clones is defeated. Eventually, all of them are in a massive display of lightning, leaving only Sasuke on his hands and knees, panting for breath. If you look closely, not only can you spot the tall tale signs of intensive training, but you can see several burn marks on his arms. He doesn’t even seem to notice them.

But it’s the price he’s willing to pay to finish his jutsu.]

Finished...

[And with that, the feed times out.]

[The feed clicks on and Sasuke can be seen thrashing, bound to bed. He's trying to break his binds, although it's made difficult with his wrist bound as well. He's obviously not happy, and yelling obscenities left and right.]

Dammit, Toushirou! Get your fucking ass back here!

Elric! Hyuuga! This isn't fucking funny!