[Thread] Takin' care of business [Open to: Ino, Naruto, Sai, Tenten]
Who: The current Team Beta (ie, Ino, Naruto, Sai, Tenten~)
What: Time to execute their coup on Team Epsilon's barracks and get the hell outta this damn tent!!
When: July 3rd, after lights-out
Where: The Tent-Epsilon's barracks
Notes: Warnings for probable potty-mouth, Sai, Naruto's general asshattery...oh, and we broke the comm's cherry! WHOO! I do so love deflowering. ♥
Naruto could have a penchant for the ridiculous at times-- well. All the time, really. Tonight was no exception. Team Beta was plotting to overthrow Epsilon and claim their relatively cushy barracks room for themselves; Naruto dug out his stealth gear, for his sense of propriety informed that one could not hope to successfully pull off guerrilla warfare without the ubiquitous black outfit and a bit of strategically (but ultimately useless) black warpaint. He was still wearing his orange singlet/boxers combination underneath, though. He just felt so undressed without a bit of obnoxiously-bright colour, even if nobody else could see it.
As the team ostensibly bunked down for the night in the cramped confinement of their tent, Naruto wiggled about with excitement, whispering loud apologies to Tenten when his movements impinged too much on her already-cramped personal space. His feet tapped together incessantly; his bright-eyed gaze flickered back and forth, trying to see in the dark after lights-out was enforced. Waiting was never his strong point. Naruto was a man of action - as much of it as possible, please and thank you - and knowing what was coming only made it that much harder to sit still.
This is gonna be SO AWESOME!, he thought to himself, suppressing a gleeful giggle. It wasn't even so much the prospect of being in a proper bunk in a proper barracks that was so thrilling - although getting a little more distance between himself and Sai's creepy 'Sir's and spades-in-place-of-inappropriate-hearts-that-ended-up-being-just-as-inappropriate was definitely going to be a relief - as it was the fun of the chase, the humming excitement of the battle. Naruto was pretty sure they were going to kick Epsilon's sleeping ass (they had him after all, and a chick who could use demonic possession or something, and another who could hit a fruit-fly on a black wall at about three bazillion paces, and...well, whatever Sai could do) and a good rumble always got his blood running wild, clearing out accumulated stresses and frustrations until he was blissfully light and free once more.
Unable to sit still any longer, Naruto propped himself up on his elbow, peering at the supposedly-somnolent trio arranged into a cramped little row beside him. "Hey, hey! Is it time yet?!"
What: Time to execute their coup on Team Epsilon's barracks and get the hell outta this damn tent!!
When: July 3rd, after lights-out
Where: The Tent-Epsilon's barracks
Notes: Warnings for probable potty-mouth, Sai, Naruto's general asshattery...oh, and we broke the comm's cherry! WHOO! I do so love deflowering. ♥
Naruto could have a penchant for the ridiculous at times-- well. All the time, really. Tonight was no exception. Team Beta was plotting to overthrow Epsilon and claim their relatively cushy barracks room for themselves; Naruto dug out his stealth gear, for his sense of propriety informed that one could not hope to successfully pull off guerrilla warfare without the ubiquitous black outfit and a bit of strategically (but ultimately useless) black warpaint. He was still wearing his orange singlet/boxers combination underneath, though. He just felt so undressed without a bit of obnoxiously-bright colour, even if nobody else could see it.
As the team ostensibly bunked down for the night in the cramped confinement of their tent, Naruto wiggled about with excitement, whispering loud apologies to Tenten when his movements impinged too much on her already-cramped personal space. His feet tapped together incessantly; his bright-eyed gaze flickered back and forth, trying to see in the dark after lights-out was enforced. Waiting was never his strong point. Naruto was a man of action - as much of it as possible, please and thank you - and knowing what was coming only made it that much harder to sit still.
This is gonna be SO AWESOME!, he thought to himself, suppressing a gleeful giggle. It wasn't even so much the prospect of being in a proper bunk in a proper barracks that was so thrilling - although getting a little more distance between himself and Sai's creepy 'Sir's and spades-in-place-of-inappropriate-hearts-that-ended-up-being-just-as-inappropriate was definitely going to be a relief - as it was the fun of the chase, the humming excitement of the battle. Naruto was pretty sure they were going to kick Epsilon's sleeping ass (they had him after all, and a chick who could use demonic possession or something, and another who could hit a fruit-fly on a black wall at about three bazillion paces, and...well, whatever Sai could do) and a good rumble always got his blood running wild, clearing out accumulated stresses and frustrations until he was blissfully light and free once more.
Unable to sit still any longer, Naruto propped himself up on his elbow, peering at the supposedly-somnolent trio arranged into a cramped little row beside him. "Hey, hey! Is it time yet?!"