She must rinse this all away.
Who: Shikamaru and Temari
Where: The Ninja Family's room
When: Forward dated to Saturday when the air is cut off
Summary: They have barely talked since they were tortured, but with permanent death looking them in the eyes? Temari has some things to say.
Rating: R for the topics that will probably come up
Warnings: Angst. So much angst. Critical levels of the stuff.
Temari picked her way through the ice. So far the ceiling in their room wasn't actively leaking, but it seemed just a matter of time. The inches of water that had come from bursting pipes were frozen, turning their suite into a skating rink. She was a desert native and she found the cold to be a lot to handle. Wrapped in blankets, she still felt like she would never get warm again.
She pushed open the door to their room, forcing back half frozen slush to do so. The way things were going, they would probably have to evacuate to the second floor. Water was running down the stairs from the first floor, and it was only a matter of time before their suite became unlivable. While pushing the door closed, she paused. It was quiet. An eerie kind of quiet. It took her a moment to realize that a sound she had never noticed before was gone.
She looked over to the genius that was already in the room. Was she losing her mind? "Did you hear that? Or, not hear that, really."
Where: The Ninja Family's room
When: Forward dated to Saturday when the air is cut off
Summary: They have barely talked since they were tortured, but with permanent death looking them in the eyes? Temari has some things to say.
Rating: R for the topics that will probably come up
Warnings: Angst. So much angst. Critical levels of the stuff.
Temari picked her way through the ice. So far the ceiling in their room wasn't actively leaking, but it seemed just a matter of time. The inches of water that had come from bursting pipes were frozen, turning their suite into a skating rink. She was a desert native and she found the cold to be a lot to handle. Wrapped in blankets, she still felt like she would never get warm again.
She pushed open the door to their room, forcing back half frozen slush to do so. The way things were going, they would probably have to evacuate to the second floor. Water was running down the stairs from the first floor, and it was only a matter of time before their suite became unlivable. While pushing the door closed, she paused. It was quiet. An eerie kind of quiet. It took her a moment to realize that a sound she had never noticed before was gone.
She looked over to the genius that was already in the room. Was she losing her mind? "Did you hear that? Or, not hear that, really."