Mar 27, 2009 03:38
...This isn't my home. Nor is idling over that worth the time it takes. Can someone tell me whose home this is and why I am here instead of home, where I belong?
-He takes the communicator, and fiddles with it, turning it on over the room, spanning Deidara's home. His voice is flat as he stares into the screen at last. He rather...looks like Sasuke, only with longer, more wild hair. But he has those same grey eyes.-
I will be returning home, even if it is on my own merit. That is the shinobi way.
-There's a flicker of red in his vision before he flips the video function off, sighing-
i want to go home now,
preteen angst,
madara is a creeper even as a kid,
event: timeline,
young madara,
wtf is going on?,
status: affected