Happy birthday, Sasori-san--if you can still manage to salvage it. How old are you this year? [Kisame is grinning in amusement in spite of himself, though he still looks somewhat sympathetic. At least he's managing not to laugh?]
I'll have you know that I'm alive, and I still get plenty of work done--you'll be able to, too, once you get used to it again. That is, if you don't keel over first--you should go eat something. You'll feel better.
[And then he'll have to deal with the joys of going to the bathroom.... He almost smirks at the thought. Kisame tsks to hide it.] You should forget about the cigarettes, too; a good shinobi doesn't sabotage themselves by poisoning their own body like that.
Hey, that's not too bad. I'm thirty-two, myself. And who says an old dog can't learn new tricks, huh? You'll do fine at getting used to all this again, if you put your mind to it.
[He flops back comfortably on his bed, rather unbothered by the mention of hypocrisy.] I never intended to be a perfect work of art, though. And I don't immediately want to reach for a bottle of booze when I'm stressed out or needing to focus, either. Are cigarettes something you even can build up an immunity to?
This body does appear to be the same as it was when I was fifteen, which I suppose is an advantage. And it's true that I have yet to fail to meet a challenge I've made to myself.
[He flushes, irritated.]
Yes well, I maintained my body in absolutely perfect condition before I transformed myself. Quite a number of puppet masters allow themselves to grow soft because of our emphasis on long-range combat, but I made it a point not to do so myself.
And I don't need them to focus.
I simply choose to use them for that purpose.
...I could stop whenever I wish, but I don't wish to, that's all.
Besides, I don't intend to keep my lungs long enough for it to even become an issue.
[Sasori is still shirtless, of course. He's so accustomed to his puppet body that it hasn't yet occurred to him to feel particularly self-conscious about it.
...Although it is a little cold in here.]
Not normally, no. They're something I elected to remove when I reshaped myself. It was convenient to no longer have to concern myself with such things as eating.
[He scowls.]
Although all of my hard work has just been undone.
...You know what's inconvenient, however? The fact that there isn't a decent way to preserve leftover alcohol since we don't have refrigeration.
It seems such a waste to open a jug only to leave it unfinished, particularly when I happen to have tracked down where to find the best.
...I had a bit of free time, you see.
[He smirks.]
Suna, you said? You know, sunsets there are quite an impressive sight, a true natural wonder and all. I think I may just head out there in time to catch it this evening.
Perhaps I might also find a solution to that inconvenience I just mentioned there. What do you think?
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This is exactly why he'd transformed himself. This disgusting human body has always betrayed his thoughts.
He's sure he's flushed again as his face feels completely hot, which is a strange sensation in and of itself.]
I am not depressed. I'm outraged.
...It's also cold in here. Has it always been this cold here?
[He's accustomed to feeling the same temperature as his environment, and feeling no discomfort over it whatsoever. This is...]
Hmph, yet more absurdities I need to concern myself with.
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It is not fine.
You'd be outraged too to see your greatest masterpiece completely...
[He huffs.]
Nevermind, you blow up your creations.
And it definitely is cold in here. I'm not accustomed to this. It's very inconvenient.
[Rubs his arms irritably. Certainly, he was cold all the time in his puppet body, but this is uncomfortable.]
You're also far too amused by this entire situation.
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I'll have you know that I'm alive, and I still get plenty of work done--you'll be able to, too, once you get used to it again. That is, if you don't keel over first--you should go eat something. You'll feel better.
[And then he'll have to deal with the joys of going to the bathroom.... He almost smirks at the thought. Kisame tsks to hide it.] You should forget about the cigarettes, too; a good shinobi doesn't sabotage themselves by poisoning their own body like that.
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I'm thirty-six.
There are quite a few inconveniences I've become accustomed to living without. This will take some considerable re-adjustment.
[He scoffs.]
And I'd built up immunity to a number of toxins even before I'd transformed myself, I'm not particularly concerned about the effects of cigarettes.
[He smirks slightly.]
And you're not one to talk. Alcohol isn't exactly the best thing for one's body either.
...Besides, they help me focus.
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[He flops back comfortably on his bed, rather unbothered by the mention of hypocrisy.] I never intended to be a perfect work of art, though. And I don't immediately want to reach for a bottle of booze when I'm stressed out or needing to focus, either. Are cigarettes something you even can build up an immunity to?
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[He flushes, irritated.]
Yes well, I maintained my body in absolutely perfect condition before I transformed myself. Quite a number of puppet masters allow themselves to grow soft because of our emphasis on long-range combat, but I made it a point not to do so myself.
And I don't need them to focus.
I simply choose to use them for that purpose.
...I could stop whenever I wish, but I don't wish to, that's all.
Besides, I don't intend to keep my lungs long enough for it to even become an issue.
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Normally you don't have innards?
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...Although it is a little cold in here.]
Not normally, no. They're something I elected to remove when I reshaped myself. It was convenient to no longer have to concern myself with such things as eating.
[He scowls.]
Although all of my hard work has just been undone.
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It's... it's not so bad, is it?
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Incidentally, there may very well be a pile of cigarette cartons lying around in the middle of Suna.
Not that I have any idea how they got there.
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Needing to eat is very inconvenient.
...Although I suppose that being able to drink again is one bright spot in this entire experience. It's certainly been awhile.
[He rather brightens at this tidbit of knowledge.]
Really? That seems a bit of a waste, to leave perfectly good cigarettes in the middle of an empty village.
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There's cigarettes in Suna.
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Hmm I see, that's convenient.
[He sighs.]
...You know what's inconvenient, however? The fact that there isn't a decent way to preserve leftover alcohol since we don't have refrigeration.
It seems such a waste to open a jug only to leave it unfinished, particularly when I happen to have tracked down where to find the best.
...I had a bit of free time, you see.
[He smirks.]
Suna, you said? You know, sunsets there are quite an impressive sight, a true natural wonder and all. I think I may just head out there in time to catch it this evening.
Perhaps I might also find a solution to that inconvenience I just mentioned there. What do you think?
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[ Although, it does beg the issue... ]
But now that you've got guts again, you're not gonna be pukin' them out, are ya? Fifteen years is a long time t'be dry.
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It's a possibility, but considering that my cigarette cravings came back immediately, I may have retained my alcohol tolerance as well.
[He grins.]
There's really only one way to find out, isn't there?
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