a hawk in training;

Absolutely no one is touching Toushirou without going through me first.

「text」

[x,y]


「video」

[When the video comes on, nothing can really be seen. There's a black butterfly blocking the view. The patpattering of the rain heard in the background signals that, where ever this is, it's outside.

There's light panting that can be heard close by. And then--]

Tyki...Mikk...

It's a shame that nothing is hardly permanent here, isn't it? Hardly any honor in dying at all. [Sasuke's not alone.

The black butterfly on the screen flails a little, clinging desperately to the PCD as Sasuke's finger runs across it in a futile attempt to knock it off.

When Sasuke speaks next, his voice is even weaker. It takes more of an effort to talk.]

Even... Noah die... [There's just some small chuckling from Tyki, followed by the soft rustle of movement.]

Let me, lad.


[[ Normal text is Sasuke, this is Tyki. ]]

... Akatsuki's got Naruto. I couldn't stop them.


( [private to itachi||unhackable] )

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.

[His voice is hard, and sharp. It doesn't sound as if he's leaving room for argument.]

Kakashi.

That training.

[The feed clicks on and there's hard, pained breathing for a moment before Sasuke speaks.]

He's... He's here.

Shit...