01: Accidental Video // Uchiha Sasuke

[switch_it_off]

[The view shudders, the little recording lens jittering in hands gone completely unsteady. It gives a lopsided view of the world, a sickening swoop to the left as Sasuke tilts his wrist in that direction, then right again before centering at a sudden loss of movement. His free hand lifts to smooth dirty hair from his eyes, pulling it rust-sticky

Comments

[Voice only]

[shar1ngan]

[He didn't see the video, but he heard his brother's voice, loud and clear]

Sasuke. You've been brought here as well? Convenient.

[Voice only] 1/2

[switch_it_off]

[His eyes widen marginally at Itachi's voice, before he flicks a quick look down at his wrist. The small screen is blank.

It's either in his head or ...]

[Voice only] 2/2

[switch_it_off]

[He stares at it, long and thoughtful. Then snorts and drops his wrist, continuing to walk.

He killed this man. The dead don't speak, it's a trick.]

[Voice only]

[shar1ngan]

[There's no answer. Huh]

Sasuke, answer me. I never figured you for a coward.

[Voice only]

[switch_it_off]

[He jostles his wrist absently, continuing his slow limping path toward the apartments.

They might have showers. Or needle and thread. He knows without trying that he lacks the chakra to close some of these cuts himself. He has to keep himself moving.

His voice is hoarse, but tonelessly mild. Dismissive, his stare focused forward as he blinks the blood from his eyes.]

Interesting trick, Madara-san, but insults spoken through dead lips lose their impact on the living.

[Voice only]

[shar1ngan]

[A pause]

[Shocked] Madara? Where did you hear that name?

[Voice only]

[switch_it_off]

T'ch... [He reaches down to tinker with the communicator, steps faltering. Blood smears over the lens, but he finally finds the one to shut off his side.

The video screen goes dead on you, Itachi. Little brother's in no mood.]