a hawk in training;

[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.]

[Sasuke turns on the PCD as he knocks it over. There's clattering as it lands on its side, showing Sasuke breathing hard and clutching at his shoulders. He hunches over as something starts to come out of his back, the sickening sound of bones crashing and skin splitting before his shirt tears.

He's crying out now, in agony as the atrocity on his back grows, and grows and grows, until finally...

He's got wings. two very ugly, rather large wings in the same of two very big hands. The webbing between the giant fingers are countless more fingers. They're monster wings, really.

The feed ends as the PCD is knocked onto the floor.]

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


( [private to itachi||unhackable] )

[The feed turns on at the bump of the desk. What can immediately be seen is Sasuke's open closet on the other side of the room, near his bed. It's unusually empty. What else can be seen is a complete mess. The room's been torn apart looking for something.

Sasuke is kneeling down on his hands and knees, checking in the back of the closet for something. After a couple of minutes, he comes back out, looking somewhat panicked. He grabs the backpack sitting in front of the closet doors and zips it open, pouring out its contents.

Nothing.]

That's not... Where the hell did they go?

[He tosses the bag aside without a care. Unfortunately, the bag is thrown toward the desk, knocking the PCD out.]

[The feed clicks on again and one can immediately hear the sounds of rustling fabric. There's occasional mumbling from Sakura and Neji, but otherwise there's nothing of importance.

That is, when Sasuke himself starts to stir, mumbling quietly to himself. After a couple of minutes his breathing starts to labor, his mumbling growing loud enough for his PCD to pick it up.]

Blood...everywhere... Stop it, uncle... nii-san...

Don't want...to see it...