[ L hits the button with Sasori's image deliberately. He wants to test how the device works, to see whether it matches his hypothesis: if this person's dream was broadcast, then he must work on the assumption that his, too, has been breached. If this is true, at best -- this device is a security risk of deadly proportions.
If this is true -- he must destroy it.
But first, L will test its capabilities.
Altering the set of his expression, he breathes into the microphone. ] Mmm, does this device always play pornographic material?
[Sasori isn't familiar with this person. They may or may not be allied with Konoha as far as he's aware; if they're asking such a question, it suggests they've had little contact with Konoha, as one of those fools would have been only too happy to explain every last detail to them. It's best to approach them cautiously, to see if they may be of possible use in the future.
There is little harm in offering some basic information.]
Not always. The other dreams of mine that have been broadcasted were not of this nature.
[ This young man is cautious, and L notes the minimalistic nature of the young man's answer. Not too much and he'd have answered in a similar fashion had the question been put to him. ] Hmm.
Thank you. [ It comes automatically, this faux politeness. ]
Have you ever dreamt without it having been broadcast? In addition, describe in detail everything this thing is capable of.
Please.
Take as much time as you need -- I require a thorough answer.
[Straightforward, careful, and clearly of an analytical bent, judging from both his response and the more thoughtful questions he's asked. Sasori can appreciate such a restrained mindset; perhaps this boy can be worked with.
He nods, acknowledging an empty courtesy with one of his own.] Of course.
Not all of my dreams have been broadcast, but I've yet to determine a pattern or schedule behind which are and which aren't.
As for the capabilities of these devices, I can certainly provide you with a description of the functions I've discovered thus far.
Oh, but I've been forgetting my manners it seems. Common courtesy would dictate that I should introduce myself, shouldn't it?
I am Akasuna no Sasori. I'm afraid that I didn't catch your name...?
[More pointless courtesies to send a simple message. Sasori isn't foolish enough to provide information completely freely.]
[Akira is looking bleary, as if he's recently woken. In fact he has creases on his face from where he'd apparently recently been sleeping with his face on tatami mats instead of a pillow.]
It may be a more recent development, but we've already been partners for years. And he's an artist as well, even if we have philosophical differences. I don't think it's so surprising that such a bond could lead to a deeper connection, with time.
[He turns contemplative.]
Perhaps an artist can only truly be understood by another artist; there's so much about our craft that sets us apart from others. The dedication required is difficult for others who do not possess the artistic spark to accept.
[He smirks, taking note of Akira's tired and disheveled state.]
...You look as though you weren't sleeping in your bed. Were you working on a new project, perhaps?
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Yeah, well, we have our differences about art too. But he decided to blow up my teacher and then blow up me over them. [scoooowl]
Sometimes I wonder about that, if anyone else could understand how I feel, but there was someone I really loved... well, he understood the love and pride I put into my work. I guess he felt the same way about cooking.
[Oops, made himself sad. Time for a subject change!]
Yeah. I only let myself work on my projects when I'm done with my studying, so sometimes it gets pretty late. [yawn]
[Sasori does feel a bit of awkwardness at having Leader see this because of its intimate nature, but he isn't at all ashamed of this relationship and doesn't particularly care who knows about it.]
...Yes.
It is a more recent development. The aftermath of the war made me...reevaluate our partnership in some ways.
[Several weeks ago, he would have thought this man was a good person. Someone worthy of Sakura's affections and attention. But then again, several weeks ago, everyone was everyone's favorite neighbor, friend, puppy shoe - whatever.
So he's in a bit of a foul mood truth be told and he's been very quiet lately as well.
And he feels vengeance and anger and all the negativity the past few days brought forth roll in to one like never before because really, right now, he himself could use a little distraction.
After he's had his tea and he isn't as affected by the dream anymore and when he isn't thinking of the emotions and something that is beyond just the touching of skin or smooth wood he looks at the screen, raised eyebrow and all that jazz.]
Well, I suppose this confirms that you are not impotent.
[Sakura could, too is what initially comes to mind; they had been intimate enough to make that clear, at least.
...But Sasori did promise.
He's rather amused at this dig, considering that he'd spent almost two decades not thinking about these things at all.]
Naturally, my craftsmanship is impeccable. This body is, after all, my greatest masterpiece, and is unrestrained by weaknesses of the flesh.
I'll admit that there was a long period in my life where I gave no consideration whatsoever to such matters, so you're likely more of an expert in this field than I am, Umino-sensei. I'm curious as to whether you could offer some critique on my technique.
Perhaps you could even give me lessons in depravity sometime. I'm sure you've probably run out of Konoha shinobi to fuck by now, and might be looking to broaden your horizons.
Yes, yes, of course. But before I actually offer anything at all, I must enquire a few details. So I can get my facts right, yes?
You say your craftsmanship is impeccable. If it is indeed a crafted body, surely you have your inner organs well preserved so as not to get damaged at all. Was it painful? Are you a masterfully crafted piece of work inside out? How is the after care and maintenance? Nothing too difficult I am assuming?
[The praise. He sounds like he really means it too.]
[Naturally, Sasori is positive that Iruka is being honest.
Really.]
Oh, of course, Umino-sensei. I must say I'm quite flattered that you have such a deep and sincere interest in my greatest work.
[He shows some mild confusion.]
Although, it's rather curious that you wish to know the status of my internal organs. I'm certainly well-acquainted with the insides of others, but sadly I don't see a particular appeal to them from a carnal perspective. Perhaps I'm simply too naive when it comes to these matters; you may wish to start me off with some tamer fetishes, as my tastes are clearly not as depraved as yours.
[He sighs sadly.]
Unfortunately, what I tell you next may likewise disappoint you. This body feels no pain. I'm afraid this means that you'd have to play the masochist, but I'm certain that with such an expert at my disposal I'd somehow be able to muster up some sadistic impulses.
I can assure you, however, that my entire body is masterfully crafted. Maintenance is overall quite trivial.
[ It's official. Gojyo likes this Sasori guy. He's a dick, and he's got an ego the size of a house, and the red-on-red is still a little distracting... but their talks are never fucking dull. ]
[He looks thoughtful for a moment before grinning again.]
Hmm, your suggestion does have merit.
Unfortunately, there really isn't much of a viable selection available, particularly when it comes to the feminine contingent.
The one potential female prospect I had appears to have disappeared. Admittedly, I was primarily interested in her because of her knowledge, but I can't deny the thought crossed my mind.
...She did refer to herself as a Goddess of Love, after all. What in the world was I supposed to think when she said that?
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If this is true -- he must destroy it.
But first, L will test its capabilities.
Altering the set of his expression, he breathes into the microphone. ] Mmm, does this device always play pornographic material?
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There is little harm in offering some basic information.]
Not always. The other dreams of mine that have been broadcasted were not of this nature.
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Thank you. [ It comes automatically, this faux politeness. ]
Have you ever dreamt without it having been broadcast? In addition, describe in detail everything this thing is capable of.
Please.
Take as much time as you need -- I require a thorough answer.
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He nods, acknowledging an empty courtesy with one of his own.] Of course.
Not all of my dreams have been broadcast, but I've yet to determine a pattern or schedule behind which are and which aren't.
As for the capabilities of these devices, I can certainly provide you with a description of the functions I've discovered thus far.
Oh, but I've been forgetting my manners it seems. Common courtesy would dictate that I should introduce myself, shouldn't it?
I am Akasuna no Sasori. I'm afraid that I didn't catch your name...?
[More pointless courtesies to send a simple message. Sasori isn't foolish enough to provide information completely freely.]
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You and him?
[Eeeeeew, someone pass the brain bleach, please.]
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Yes.
It may be a more recent development, but we've already been partners for years. And he's an artist as well, even if we have philosophical differences. I don't think it's so surprising that such a bond could lead to a deeper connection, with time.
[He turns contemplative.]
Perhaps an artist can only truly be understood by another artist; there's so much about our craft that sets us apart from others. The dedication required is difficult for others who do not possess the artistic spark to accept.
[He smirks, taking note of Akira's tired and disheveled state.]
...You look as though you weren't sleeping in your bed. Were you working on a new project, perhaps?
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Sometimes I wonder about that, if anyone else could understand how I feel, but there was someone I really loved... well, he understood the love and pride I put into my work. I guess he felt the same way about cooking.
[Oops, made himself sad. Time for a subject change!]
Yeah. I only let myself work on my projects when I'm done with my studying, so sometimes it gets pretty late. [yawn]
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...Yes.
It is a more recent development. The aftermath of the war made me...reevaluate our partnership in some ways.
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So he's in a bit of a foul mood truth be told and he's been very quiet lately as well.
And he feels vengeance and anger and all the negativity the past few days brought forth roll in to one like never before because really, right now, he himself could use a little distraction.
After he's had his tea and he isn't as affected by the dream anymore and when he isn't thinking of the emotions and something that is beyond just the touching of skin or smooth wood he looks at the screen, raised eyebrow and all that jazz.]
Well, I suppose this confirms that you are not impotent.
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...But Sasori did promise.
He's rather amused at this dig, considering that he'd spent almost two decades not thinking about these things at all.]
Naturally, my craftsmanship is impeccable. This body is, after all, my greatest masterpiece, and is unrestrained by weaknesses of the flesh.
I'll admit that there was a long period in my life where I gave no consideration whatsoever to such matters, so you're likely more of an expert in this field than I am, Umino-sensei. I'm curious as to whether you could offer some critique on my technique.
Perhaps you could even give me lessons in depravity sometime. I'm sure you've probably run out of Konoha shinobi to fuck by now, and might be looking to broaden your horizons.
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[Waving a hand at you in a dismissive gesture.]
Yes, yes, of course. But before I actually offer anything at all, I must enquire a few details. So I can get my facts right, yes?
You say your craftsmanship is impeccable. If it is indeed a crafted body, surely you have your inner organs well preserved so as not to get damaged at all. Was it painful? Are you a masterfully crafted piece of work inside out? How is the after care and maintenance? Nothing too difficult I am assuming?
[The praise. He sounds like he really means it too.]
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Really.]
Oh, of course, Umino-sensei. I must say I'm quite flattered that you have such a deep and sincere interest in my greatest work.
[He shows some mild confusion.]
Although, it's rather curious that you wish to know the status of my internal organs. I'm certainly well-acquainted with the insides of others, but sadly I don't see a particular appeal to them from a carnal perspective. Perhaps I'm simply too naive when it comes to these matters; you may wish to start me off with some tamer fetishes, as my tastes are clearly not as depraved as yours.
[He sighs sadly.]
Unfortunately, what I tell you next may likewise disappoint you. This body feels no pain. I'm afraid this means that you'd have to play the masochist, but I'm certain that with such an expert at my disposal I'd somehow be able to muster up some sadistic impulses.
I can assure you, however, that my entire body is masterfully crafted. Maintenance is overall quite trivial.
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Oi, can't you people just go and actually fuck already so you'll stop dreaming about it all th'damned time?
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Hmm, there's some rather sound advice buried in there, I must say. You're quite the deep thinker, if you're capable of such wisdom.
[He sighs.]
It's rather a pity that I can't follow it at the moment. The frailties of normal humans are rather inconvenient, they tire so very easily.
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[ It's official. Gojyo likes this Sasori guy. He's a dick, and he's got an ego the size of a house, and the red-on-red is still a little distracting... but their talks are never fucking dull. ]
Bring home two of 'em, what's th'problem?
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Hmm, your suggestion does have merit.
Unfortunately, there really isn't much of a viable selection available, particularly when it comes to the feminine contingent.
The one potential female prospect I had appears to have disappeared. Admittedly, I was primarily interested in her because of her knowledge, but I can't deny the thought crossed my mind.
...She did refer to herself as a Goddess of Love, after all. What in the world was I supposed to think when she said that?
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