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 » studying)
[See Sasuke.

See Sasuke with a variety of cards lined up in groups of five, just. Studying them, and the different combinations as he mixes and matches.]


Full House, Straight... Ah, a Flush? Pairs are easy enough...

[Muttering to himself, and then gathers the cards up to shuffle once, and then again.]

Cheating, on the other hand...

[The bed Sasuke and the PCD sitting on dips as one of the cats jumps onto it, knocking the PCD flat, cutting the feed.]
saucey: (サスケ » the hell are you on?)
[It's more of an accident than anything that the PCD is turned on. The view shows at first Sasuke's hand pulling away with a roll of bandages, and then Sasuke's abdomen. It's partially scarred, mostly on the front. On his right side is an old snake tattoo, and he doesn't even seem to notice it. At first.

When he moves to start bandaging his abdomen, he starts off on the right side. It doesn't take long after that for him to actually, fucking finally notice that there's something
different on him.

Like a tattoo. Which he just
stares at. There is absolutely no recognition from him what-so-ever.]

... What the hell is that? Oi, Toushirou! I thought you were into dragons!

[Obviously teasing as he calls over his shoulder. Ah, and then he finally notices the PCD is on again. But instead of picking it up and turning it off, he just says:]

Guess I found my price.

[Then he turns it off.]

百十七

Oct. 5th, 2010 10:20 am
saucey: (サスケ » 8|)
There's something the residents here should know, especially if you weren't here last year.

Last year, Adstringéndum experienced a two-and-a-half-month period of blizzards, and waist-high, if not more, snow levels. Naturally, it would make gathering supplies and doing other mundane tasks extremely difficult, if not outright dangerous.

People had made proper preparations. However, all winter shops and winter wear outright disappeared during this time. Everyone was missing some article of clothing from their wardrobe, leaving the residents with nothing but light autumn wear and summer clothing.

While it's doubtful the Animus or whoever did it will do it again this year, it would be best to prepare as if it were alongside with regular winter preparations. Find residence if you don't have one. Request help with repairs even if you're going to stay there temporarily. Hawke's offered to help with that here.

........

On a completely different note, anyone have suggestions for Halloween?

[The following is added a few minutes later.]

Additionally, there are those within Adstringéndum that have the ability to manipulate the elements. Fire, ice, lightning, etc. If you need help during the winter to clear snow or whatever to make conditions more bearable, keep in mind you can call on these people too.
saucey: (サスケ » now that's interesting...)
[When the feed comes on, Sasuke can be seen at an angle from the ground doing what seems to be katas. They aren't Uchiha-styled katas, however, but Hyuuga. Sasuke wouldn't have a clue as to how his kinsmen did this, after all.

Never the less, Sasuke doesn't seem to be too pleased about it. He's got a hint of impatience today, for some reason. He follows through the motions and thrusts his palms forward, as if he were using Jyuuken. As he does, in his impatience, his chidori flickers slightly.

He doesn't move onto the next kata, and instead just stares at his hand for a moment. ...It couldn't hurt to adapt some of Neji's moves to his benefit like this, could it? Hm.]


...Interesting.
saucey: (サスケ » shifty)
[The feed turns on and shows the happy little Uchiha family, sans Itachi. Sasuke and Mikoto are at the counter making rice balls while Fugaku is sitting at the table, in his usual seat, reading the newspaper. Every couple of minutes, Sasuke reaches up to rub gently at his ncek. If no one knew any better, you could say that this was just another normal day back in Konoha.

After a few minutes, Fugaku gets up to leave. Sasuke sneaks a glance over his shoulder, and as soon as his father leaves, Sasuke's making off to make a few more onigiri. But instead of packing them as they are, he goes to another part of the kitchen to grab the head of lettuce, wrapping the snack in several leaves.

There's a small smile on his face as he leaves the kitchen, the feed turning off afterward.]
saucey: (サスケ » not giving up)
[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.]

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