[Closed Log || Backdated || On-Going]
WHO: [Mitarashi Anko & Uchiha Itachi]
WHEN: [January]
WHERE: [Somewhere in Sector Two]
FILTER: [CLOSED]
WHAT: [Anko is bored and in need of entertainment, so what better way to appease this hunger than to hunt down the most entertaining person she knows ...]
NOTES: [Backdated situation for the sake of fleshing things out more between the two. Rated for indiscriminate ass-kickings, naughty language... dunno what else, we'll see.]
STATUS: [ONGOING]
She'd spied him from down the street, quite by coincidence, as she had been making her way through the commercial district with Sharp Objects on the brain. (Last time she'd been through this area she'd noticed a rather antiquated looking pawn shop tucked away between two restaurants-like-establishments that reeked of grease and cholesterol. The lure to find out about possible treasures in the form of knives was just too much to ignore...)
Though not too hard to push aside now, of course, as she came to a halt far enough away that her new distraction probably hadn't noticed her yet.
Itachi appeared beyond bored where he stood, leaning nonchalantly against the brick wall behind him, eyes closed, arms folded in front of his chest. Beside him were two other soldiers she did not recognize and they appeared to be yammering to one another (and attempting to at Itachi, it seemed) about who knows what.
A coy smile lit up her face as she ducked into the alleyway to her right, taking a moment before peaking around the corner to observe the group for a few more moments unseen. She'd have only a split second to fully utilize the element of surprise...
WHEN: [January]
WHERE: [Somewhere in Sector Two]
FILTER: [CLOSED]
WHAT: [Anko is bored and in need of entertainment, so what better way to appease this hunger than to hunt down the most entertaining person she knows ...]
NOTES: [Backdated situation for the sake of fleshing things out more between the two. Rated for indiscriminate ass-kickings, naughty language... dunno what else, we'll see.]
STATUS: [ONGOING]
She'd spied him from down the street, quite by coincidence, as she had been making her way through the commercial district with Sharp Objects on the brain. (Last time she'd been through this area she'd noticed a rather antiquated looking pawn shop tucked away between two restaurants-like-establishments that reeked of grease and cholesterol. The lure to find out about possible treasures in the form of knives was just too much to ignore...)
Though not too hard to push aside now, of course, as she came to a halt far enough away that her new distraction probably hadn't noticed her yet.
Itachi appeared beyond bored where he stood, leaning nonchalantly against the brick wall behind him, eyes closed, arms folded in front of his chest. Beside him were two other soldiers she did not recognize and they appeared to be yammering to one another (and attempting to at Itachi, it seemed) about who knows what.
A coy smile lit up her face as she ducked into the alleyway to her right, taking a moment before peaking around the corner to observe the group for a few more moments unseen. She'd have only a split second to fully utilize the element of surprise...