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[Sasuke's PCD is a cocktease and...only shows Sasuke, caught by his curtains, being tossed out the window of his room. Yeah, that second story room he's got. But hey, at least the window's open?]

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

Current Mood: restless

[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.]

Current Mood: cynical

「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. ]]

Current Mood: dead
Current Music: manchester orchestra - sleeper 1972

( private to sakura → hackable )

Current Mood: anxious

[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.]

Current Mood: scared

[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.]

Current Mood: sore

[Sasuke, being seven-years-old, waking up in bandages and in a strange place is not a good mix. Especially when there is no Uchiha Itachi around.

He noticed the PCD and picked it up to play with, hitting the various.]

[Text]
a;sdhkfhewfjgh

[Voice]
N-No... where--

[Video]
--'s the on button...?

[A pause when Sasuke realizes that there's a red button on the device. He brings the PCD closer to inspect it, his face scrunching up in a slight pout, although his eyes clearly show how scared he is.]

Iunno if this is on, but... Nii-san, where are you? This better not be some genjutsu, 'cause that's mean! I haven't learned that yet!

A-And... 'm scared. My head hurts too.

I wanna go home, nii-san...

Current Mood: scared

[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...

Current Mood: panicked

[Just because the picnic had ended hours ago, it didn’t mean that their day had to. Sasuke waited on the other side of the lake where the picnic had been held and waited patiently for his father.

His father, who never game him the time of day save for right before he had been killed. He couldn’t help it, he was starting to get excited to know what else there was that his father could teach him.

He couldn’t even remember the last time he had been this excited. It was either when he learned chidori, or when Itachi had agreed to train him finally. Possibly the latter.]

( Not an IC cut. )

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Location: the lake

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

( [private to itachi||unhackable] )

Current Mood: distressed

If this is really happening, then I need to see some of you. Expect a visit.

Current Mood: scared
Current Location: [blocked]

...Does anyone have a birdcage? This crow is getting annoying...

H-Hey! stop, I don't need a scarf in my own room!

[A protesting squawk can be heard in the background, followed by a flurry of flapping. Fussy crow is very fussy.]

Go warm up the cat, dammit! [Hiss.]

H-Hey--! [Muffled protests before the feed cuts off.]

Current Mood: cold
Current Location: [blocked]

[The feed clicks on, showing Sasuke from the neck down. His hand drops down to his side, signaling that it's actually an intentional video. From the proximity of the angle, one can assume that the PCD is very close by. Part of a wooden post can be seen as well, and behind Sasuke, one can just barely see an open hallway of one of the Japanese-style houses.

The feed continues on in silence for several minutes before Sasuke finally speaks. His voice sounds a little off, like he had just seen something he really didn't expect to.]

Itachi... I think you need to come see this house.

Current Mood: indescribable

[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.

Current Mood: indescribable

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

Kakashi.

That training.

Current Mood: indescribable

[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.]

Current Mood: worried

[The feed clicks on and a bundle of fur can be seen running away from the PCD on the counter. Sasuke can be seen within a few feet, making himself lunch. He has a steak knife in hand, chopping up vegetables harder than necessary. It's obvious, with the bags under his eyes that he's exhausted, and he's snapped easily since the start of the event.

When his sandwich was finished, Sasuke placed it on a plate and turned to place it on the table to eat. When he looked up, he stops as his eyes widen at something off-screen.]

Mother...

[He takes a step back, reaching behind him for support. He bumps into the counter, and that's enough to knock the PCD over, causing the feed to end.]

Current Mood: numb

[The video feed is turned on as the PCD is knocked over, and immediately a cat is seen jumping off of a desk with something in its mouth. When it lands, you can see that it's Sasuke's younger cat, Mouko, with something that looks like a scarf in her mouth.

Cursing can be heard close by and Sasuke chases after the kitten again, only to have Mouko zoom off. He almost falls, but catches himself and keeps running.]

Dammit, Mouko! Give me the scarf! You know that's not mine!

[More cluttering, and with a loud bang against the desk several minutes later, the video feed shuts up abruptly.]

Current Mood: rushed

[The feed clicks on and a mischievous Mouko can be seen pawing at the screen gently before letting out a soft meow and moving away from the PCD. Sasuke's in bed, asleep on his stomach with arms wrapped around a pillow. Shadow's on the windowsill above, sleeping as well.

After a few moments of this showing, Sasuke just smiles in his sleep. What's he dreaming about that no one can see? The family bonding event, of course.]

Toushirou...

[It's mumbled, barely picked up by the PCD.]

Cute when you huff...

[A moment later, there's a flash of lightning, followed by a loud clap of thunder seconds later, jolting Sasuke awake. He jumps at the sound, and Shadow is seen quickly getting off of the windowsill to safety. Sasuke pushes himself up slightly, glancing sleepily up at the window and outside.

He sighs, then moves to lay back down before stopping, noticing that the PCD is recording. He stares at it for a moment, blinking sleepily. Then it clicks, and a flush quickly makes itself known.]

Shit!

[Scrambling, and the feed ends.]

Current Mood: sleepy

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Entries tagged with sdkl;jflsdjf

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