[The video begins from Kakuzu's watch in the middle of an argument, which is on the edge of becoming a full-blown fight. Hidan appears on the screen, shaking in anger. He puts his hand on his scythe, pointing his weapon at Kakuzu.]

Shut UP! YOU TAKE IT BACK RIGHT NOW!

No!

[Kakuzu hits the scythe away and shoves Hidan back through the door of the ( Read more... )

[The feed flickers to life, a dimly lit room in view. On the floor sits a familiar albino man, dark stitches stretch over his bare chest, contrasting vividly with his skin. His legs are folded; scythe lying across his thighs, back hunched as he gently tends to his weapon. Pale fingers clasp around a flat rock, guiding it over the weapon’s blade, ( Read more... )

[Throughout the day, people might be be hearing strange noises from the forest. Excited laughter, cheers of joy, whoops, whistling, even old songs in a language no one can place. They echo through the trees, growing louder and softer as their owner moves about. Were one to actually venture into the forest they would come across the blood of various ( Read more... )

( [Cut for... lack of subtlety] )

[Somewhere in the city Hidan is running about, from one completely visible hiding place to the next, stalking the residents of Ruby City. It doesn't help that he broadcasts every move on the network because he's treating the communicator like a walkie talkie, and talking to someone who isn't there. Here and there he jumps from his hiding place, ( Read more... )

[Hidan's communicator turns on, his pasty face taking up most of the feed. Que uncomfortable looking Hidan. He bites on his lip, looks from side to side, fidgets, and finally-]

What's sex like?

[-blurts out what was on his mind. Oh, but wait, there's more]

Oh! Or bananas! What do bananas taste like! Paintin'? Oh! Sculptin'! Anyone swim in the ocean ' ( Read more... )

[Hidan turns his communicator on, his hands shaking slightly, and eyes darting toward every shadow. Both 202 and Kakuzu were out of the house, Hidan had been alone, but not for very long. Right now he is outside, in the open, where he doesn't feel like the walls will collapse around him and leave him trapped once more.]

H-hey, anyone there? 202, ( Read more... )

[Hidan stumbles form the catacombs, he is covered from head to toe in dirt, thick lines over his body making him look as if he had been patched together. He wobbls with each step, as if unaccustomed to walking, and his lips move ever so slightly, mumbling to himself. He doesn't make it far before stumbling and falling, the communicator in his hands ( Read more... )

[Hidan has been doing some thinking, which is strange and dangerous territory for him, so he has been needing some help to get his head sorted out. How else but through a public medium? He flicks his communicator open and starts a video]

What's up? Yanno, I keep hearin' everybody talkin' bout how they wanna go home... but... well I wanna stay. And I ( Read more... )

[The watch flicks on, showing a, more or less, serious looking Hidan]

Mmmm.... I wonder...

[He blinks]

Ah, oh fuck! I turned it on already!

[His serious face quickly melts away, replaced by a silly smile]

Well I was gonna think a lil before I asked, but I guess now is as good a time as any... Ah... Mmmm... how do I put it...

How do you know when you' ( Read more... )