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 » brb sleepinng)
[When the feed starts, Sasuke can be seen hunched over several books, with even more around him on the coffee table and on the floor next to him. Every so often, he's flipping the pages and switching from book to book. There's about three open in front of him, with what seems to be a hand-written journal on top of one of them.

After a few minutes, Sasuke just sits back and rubs his eyes. As he's doing this, he lets out a yawn and shakes his head. It seems he's been doing this for quite a long time, at least on and off, judging by the faint circles under his eyes. He keeps his hands over his eyes for several seconds before letting them drop, and he just surveys the table in front of him.

His eyes were starting to droop, even as he glanced down at the medical books in front of him. This was just too complicated to deal with right now. Too exhausting. Too worrying.

Before he can will himself to stay awake longer, he just lays down on the table from where he's sitting, closing and pulling the journal closer to him as he does so. He crosses his arms over it, and as soon as he lays his head down, he's out cold.]
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...

七十三

Dec. 21st, 2009 05:14 pm
saucey: (サスケ » fetal position)
[private to itachi//hackable]

[His voice is shaking slightly. He can't get what was said to him out of his head.]

We have to talk. Let me come over.
saucey: (サスケ » suuuuuuuuuuuuun)
[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.]
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; DO NOT WANT)
[The feed clicks on, again, and Sasuke can be seen standing in his bathroom a ways off. The PCD seems to be a ways away.

Sasuke's about to take a shower, as indicated by the change of clothes and towel on the sink's counter. But he stops when he moves to take off his shirt, spotting the snake tattoo on his side. He deadly still, just...staring at the mark for several minutes before muttering something that can't be picked up by the PCD.

The feed shuts off, but not before capturing Sasuke sinking down to his knees.]
saucey: (Default)
[The feed clicks on, and the general view is of Sasuke’s room in Unohana’s clinic. Itachi can be seen sitting at Sasuke’s bedside, and by the looks of it, Sasuke’s having a nightmare. This continues for some time before Sasuke’s eyes snap open, and he screams.

He’s visibly shaking, and Itachi immediately gets up to tend to his brother. He’s covered in cold sweat and shaking his head vigorously. There’s something different about Sasuke, if you look closely.

It’s his eyes. They’re white, instead of ebony. It takes a little bit before Sasuke realizes something is wrong, too.]


I-I… I can’t see…

Nii-san…? W-Where are you…? I can’t…

Can’t see... Scared...

[His breathing quickens, and he’s on the verge of having a panic attack.

The feed times out.]



[[ Sasuke's death can be found here.]]

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