[Sasuke looks pissed, but only to those unused to his various levels of apathetic glare. The intensity marks the tells to what he feels beneath, and judging by the dark furrow between tired eyes it's more than just his usual Bad Mood. His voice rasps with fatigue when he speaks, unrelated to the current problem;]
Naruto, where the hell are you?
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You lose someone? What'd the couch ever do to you?
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Instead there's an almost awkward pause. Then-]
on again, off again room-mate. If he's gone I'm throwing his ugly orange couch out in the woods.
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Name's Ace. And you are...?
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[Just one. One that shares his eyes and his soul, not that blue-eyed scarred loudmouthed idiot. Naruto just thought he was, and had almost convinced him -
where the fuck was he? What would Sasuke do if he'd ended up like Iruka and di-
no. He shakes his head and scowls at his own line of thinking.]
Sasuke.
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[A very honest, warm smile crosses Ace's features before he's looking at Sasuke with seriousness.]
What's this guy look like? If I see him, I will let you know. [This video-voice device thing wasn't THAT hard to figure out.. Kinda handy, really.]
[Ace is making a mental note to keep an eye out for a free orange couch in the future. It's his favorite color!]
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He's blond, loud, blue eyed... he has scars on his face, here.
[He passes three fingers over his left cheek, then his right. His voice lowers, going distant;]
He smells like stale ramen and never shuts up.
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Sounds unmistakable enough. I'll keep my eyes open. [Ace raises one hand up to give a short mock salute to Sasuke.]
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