Who: Tsunade and Jiraiya; CLOSED Where: Ekruteak City When: 11/27, about dusk Summary: Two ninja, weird place shifting, the obvious answer is alcohol, right? Rating: Uhh. PG-13 Log: ( When you have nothing to do )
Jiraiya didn't care about the hangovers; the one after his birthday had been worth it and he was sure this one would be too. He'd had so many regrets as he'd sunk to the bottom and now that he was here, well, he was going to live and do as much as he could. He had so many regrets and he was drinking with one of them right now.
Tsunade was so beautiful, even when she wasn't hiding behind that false age--not that she did anything but punch him in the face for suggesting that, of course, but that was just one more of her charms. He'd admired her ever since they were children, but he was pretty sure he'd never actually communicated it well enough. Well, he would! He just had to get his wits together. And drink more. He looked at her downing her cup. Yeah, he definitely needed a few more drinks first.
He was completely unaware, of course, that he was staring with a faintly kicked puppy expression.
It wasn't only him that had regrets, there were a few about in her own mind, though that was one of the reasons she'd turned to drinking lately. They'd slowly been creeping back up on her, threatening to turn her mind away from the peaceful-like nature that this place tended to offer. She had no obligations here other than to keep her team in shape and to keep them from being harmed or anything else. Caring for two instead of a whole village's worth was a lot easier than anything else and offered less chance for something bad to happen. Deaths happened, that was a natural part of the shinobi lifestyle, but there were so many things that could've been avoided but ended up not being avoided.
A small frown crossed her lips for just a moment, attention shifting from the bottle to her companion. That expression, on the other hand, got a soft snort from her. She certainly wasn't unaware of his intentions towards her or anything, but there was just that whole... wall of communication thing that never really ever went away. Not that she'd
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"I can't help but be captivated by your beauty!" He grinned at her, more of a leer really, and refilled her cup. That wasn't entirely true, though her looks were a part of it. He was captivated by her fire, her strength of will, her compassion for others, her intelligence--he could go on all night. He could compose songs to her good qualities!
...He wasn't drunk enough for that yet, which was probably a good thing, because his poetry wasn't nearly as good as his prose. He raised his cup in a toast instead, crowing, "To Princess Tsunade, the ravishingly beautiful Godaime Hokage!"
An age-old answer, really. In regards she merely rolled her eyes, though the frown turned into a tiny bit of a grin. Despite the fact she found his comments a little less than amusing, it was still nice to at least hear them, even if she figured they were a bit more stock-worthy than anything else. But it was the familiarity part of it that made it quite a bit worth it.
"Idiot, there's no reason to be toasting me like that," Her voice wasn't terribly forceful on the subject, half-heartedly raising her cup in return.
"If we're going to do that, why don't we remember that this place actually thinks you're useful alive, hm?" Not that she didn't agree with that decision, but that was going to remain unspoken for now.
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Tsunade was so beautiful, even when she wasn't hiding behind that false age--not that she did anything but punch him in the face for suggesting that, of course, but that was just one more of her charms. He'd admired her ever since they were children, but he was pretty sure he'd never actually communicated it well enough. Well, he would! He just had to get his wits together. And drink more. He looked at her downing her cup. Yeah, he definitely needed a few more drinks first.
He was completely unaware, of course, that he was staring with a faintly kicked puppy expression.
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A small frown crossed her lips for just a moment, attention shifting from the bottle to her companion. That expression, on the other hand, got a soft snort from her. She certainly wasn't unaware of his intentions towards her or anything, but there was just that whole... wall of communication thing that never really ever went away. Not that she'd ( ... )
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...He wasn't drunk enough for that yet, which was probably a good thing, because his poetry wasn't nearly as good as his prose. He raised his cup in a toast instead, crowing, "To Princess Tsunade, the ravishingly beautiful Godaime Hokage!"
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"Idiot, there's no reason to be toasting me like that," Her voice wasn't terribly forceful on the subject, half-heartedly raising her cup in return.
"If we're going to do that, why don't we remember that this place actually thinks you're useful alive, hm?" Not that she didn't agree with that decision, but that was going to remain unspoken for now.
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