saucey: (サスケ » tch...)
[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.
saucey: (サスケ » fetal position)
[It's frantic — panicked and soft, and quick and in denial. A little crazed, and breathless. Exhausted.

It's something you'd never expect to hear out of Sasuke, really. But maybe so, considering how much he hung around a certain group of people.

It might as well be a little disturbing nonetheless.]


I'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorry—

[A choked sob, a forced intake of air—]

I'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanaku—

[End feed.]
saucey: (サスケ » wut)
[When the feed starts again, Sasuke's sitting up in bed, shaking just a little. It looks like, during his late evening nap, he became another one of Rhode's victims. Vicious thing, that nightmare. There's nothing worse, in Sasuke's mind, than Itachi taking away his happiness for a second time.

And that's exactly what he had seen: Uchiha Itachi brutally murdering Alphonse Elric, Zuko, his teammates, and his boyfriend--Hitsugaya Toushirou.

Toushirou.

That thought snapped him out of his daze and he immediately began to frantically look around.]


Toushirou?! Toushirou!

[Not here. Sasuke scrambles out of bed - a little clumsily thanks to the giant wings he's got this week - and starts his search through the rest of the house. He he leaves the room the feed times out.]
saucey: (サスケ » tch...)
[Sasuke drops his PCD as he's running from room to room to room at Hitsugaya's place. Doors shut and open in quick succession as it's clear that Sasuke's looking for something, or rather, someone. Well, someone is frantically searching, anyway.

When he finally speaks, his voice shakes with a hint of panic.]


Gone... Where... Where are my...

They can't be...
saucey: (サスケ » suuuuuuuuuuuuun)
[When the feed starts, Sasuke's bandaged back can be seen as he's rummaging through his closet for something. More like a specific shirt. Mouko wanders in while he's doing this, letting out a soft 'mew' before scurrying under Sasuke's outstretched arms and into the closet.]

Oi! Mouko, get out of there! I have to wash those!

[He lets out an exasperated sigh as he sits back on his heels, just staring at the mess he made.]

Where the hell is that--

[He stops when he spots something out of the corner of his eye and leans back into the closet to pull it out. An orange hoodie.]

... Where the hell are you, dumbass...
saucey: (Default)
[The feed clicks on and Sasuke can be seen trying to climb out of bed. He's got Mouko and Pumpkin on him, and he's obviously in pain trying to get out of bed. He's ignoring it, though, brushing the cats aside and missing both.]

C'mon, guys, lemme get up and look for nii-san...

[He touches down on the floor the same instant the cats leap down from the bed. He carefully pushes off of the bed and tries to walk, only... to trip over Mouko and fall to the hard floor. On his right side. Good job Sauce!]

Ow...

[Mouko gives a mewl while Pumpkin sits innocently not far away. Shadow's off sleeping by Naruto, sleep-chewing his hair.

The feed times out as Sasuke's picking himself up.]

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