saucey: (サスケ » standard pose)
It should be obvious by now Madara's got everyone under his control. How he got the Animus to comply with him, I don't know, but in the end it's something every shinobi here should know:

Genjutsu. An illusion.

What anyone- everyone does when the moon's out isn't of their own will.

I don't know if the other shinobi will be able to break it on their own, but since I'm the only other Uchiha here in Adstringendum - [Unfortunately for him, fortunately for Madara.] - I can help.

It'll take some time to do, preferably during the day, but I can break Madara's hold on anyone that wants it.

You don't need to come to me. I'll come to you.


[ETA; FILTER TO SAKURA; TEXT] )
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: (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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