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Who: Itachi & Nill, open to Kazama & Yosuke
Where: The apartment & Abyss
When: After this
Summary: Finding dead things for little girls is always fun
Rating: Probably PG-13
Other: /SPAMS COMM FOREVER
Watching the slaughter of numerous versions of his brother didn’t faze him the slightest up at the Akatsuki headquarters; it was typical in a sense that Madara’s greedy fingers would reach into their eye sockets and pull out the squishy organs of their sight. But Itachi did nothing to fight against it, not when the versions had called out his name and pleaded him to assist them. But it was enough to have something way heavily in Itachi’s chest, and after the second round of slaughter, Itachi had already left the headquarters to make his way back to the apartment that he took up as a sanctuary.
Through the bustling streets of Terra, Itachi’s gaze met that of the wings on the small blonde girl’s back; it was unmistakable that it was Nill.
In his own concern considering the state of the city with strangers coming and going using names and forms of other, Itachi walked up to the small girl. Her own smile was replied with the twitch of his lips curving upwards into the faintest that could be a softly hardly-visible smile. And with her invitation of mouthing if he would like to take her home after Itachi mentioned her safety during this situation, he accepted and walked home along with her. It was rather strange for the Uchiha, for him to call a shared residence holding several teenagers home.
Their conversation was hardly-existent, but Itachi felt a wave of contentment as he walked along the streets with her, harmonious even. Standing in front of the door, he turned the knob and entered, leaving the door open for Nill to enter first before he himself gave the door a small nudge to close it with a soft click.
Where: The apartment & Abyss
When: After this
Summary: Finding dead things for little girls is always fun
Rating: Probably PG-13
Other: /SPAMS COMM FOREVER
Watching the slaughter of numerous versions of his brother didn’t faze him the slightest up at the Akatsuki headquarters; it was typical in a sense that Madara’s greedy fingers would reach into their eye sockets and pull out the squishy organs of their sight. But Itachi did nothing to fight against it, not when the versions had called out his name and pleaded him to assist them. But it was enough to have something way heavily in Itachi’s chest, and after the second round of slaughter, Itachi had already left the headquarters to make his way back to the apartment that he took up as a sanctuary.
Through the bustling streets of Terra, Itachi’s gaze met that of the wings on the small blonde girl’s back; it was unmistakable that it was Nill.
In his own concern considering the state of the city with strangers coming and going using names and forms of other, Itachi walked up to the small girl. Her own smile was replied with the twitch of his lips curving upwards into the faintest that could be a softly hardly-visible smile. And with her invitation of mouthing if he would like to take her home after Itachi mentioned her safety during this situation, he accepted and walked home along with her. It was rather strange for the Uchiha, for him to call a shared residence holding several teenagers home.
Their conversation was hardly-existent, but Itachi felt a wave of contentment as he walked along the streets with her, harmonious even. Standing in front of the door, he turned the knob and entered, leaving the door open for Nill to enter first before he himself gave the door a small nudge to close it with a soft click.