saucey: (サスケ » ooowwww)
[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.]
saucey: (サスケ » fetal position)
[When the feed starts, nothing can really be seen. It's dark out, time stamp stating 2:30 am. Someone couldn't sleep, it looks like.

After a couple of minutes, the PCD adjusts to the lack of lighting, and one can barely make out the illumination of Sasuke's feet with the sound of soft rain in the background. He sees the glow and picks it up, the dead grass beneath him rustling at the movement. As he moved the PCD, there's a quick flash - albeit it dimly lit thanks to the device - of a tombstone. There's one character that can be seen during this:
.

When the PCD turns over and shows Sasuke's face, it's completely blank, void of all emotion right before he turns it off.

It's that time of year again.]
saucey: (ooc; lean on hubby)
[When the feed starts, Hinamori's room in the clinic can be seen. Part of it, anyway. Part of Hinamori's bed is also in view, as well as Sasuke and Hitsugaya.

Except, Hitsugaya's sound asleep. Sasuke looks exhausted, himself, but it doesn't look like he's going to sleep anytime soon. Sasuke glances down at the sleeping shinigami resting on his shoulder and can't help but smile a little. Carefully, very carefully, Sasuke moves and wraps an arm around Hitsugaya's shoulders, giving him a slightly more comfortable place to sleep.]


'Bout time you got some rest, Toushirou.

[The feed times out.]

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