[ The computer switches on, recording jerky images of dust settling before the frame-rate catches up and the lag disappears. Audio is muffled when someone crosses the field of camera view, visible from roughly the chest down. They're brushing bits of wood and drywall off themselves as audio picks up clearly for the first time. ]
What the hell
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Still, something should be said. It's been awhile, after all, hasn't it? So have that: a coolwashed tone, offering no emotion one way or the other, save for that touch of arrogance.]
So, you've been brought here as well.
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...In a haunted apartment complex. What the hell does he do with his time? ]
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[ Last time they met, it'd just been his name. Let's try for a slightly different variety? ]
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[An even keel voice, though that's not to say he wasn't shot through with surprise himself. But, what was shock anymore in this place after having seen your dead brother alive and well?]
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[ A point of curiosity for her - not to know Itachi's alive, here, but to see Sasuke and know that Itachi wasn't supposed to still be alive back home. They'd been so close to finding him, before being called back to Konoha. Now there was a limited playing field. It's not like she could drag him back to Konoha, but hey. Eventually. ]
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It was inevitable. But for the time being Sasuke knew the advantage was his, and there was a touch of that in his expression now. A superiority that would offer her no easy outs on this one.]
It didn't take much before.
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[ Superiority was nothing new. Even if it provoked parts of herself, made her self-aware of what she hadn't managed yet, and of the... lacks she was working still to rectify, she wouldn't focus on those. ]
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[Another callous statement for the record. No change from the last time they had met, and no seeming remorse for it either on his side.
There's a moment's pause, a breath that comes out perhaps just a bit too light, and then nothing, the feed severed.]
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