Uchiha Sasuke: Video
[It's either laundry day, or Sasuke's begun emulating Itachi even further now that Naruto's disappeared, and the threadbare ties to Konoha have begun to fade away along with him. It was foolish to bother thinking a few talks and battles, and a ratty couch could possibly symbolize a change. Itachi's spare Akasuki cloak hangs loose at Sasuke's shoulders, and he leaves it open to the waist, belted and high-collared with his arms untucked from the sleeves and crossed instead over a mostly bare chest.
His nails, at least, haven't been painted. Sasuke has standards. He's not polishing his god-damned fingertips when the point's already made.
Cold and quiet, his voice doesn't carry far. But it doesn't have to.]
Stay missing, dobe. It's just one less irritant in my life to distract me from my goals. As for you, Hokage ... if you want what's left of his belongings, I set the fire a short while ago. Scurry and salvage what's left of him.
For the rest of you, tell me. What is it about newcomers that frightens the locals. Is it the fear of the unknown, or some past history that might repeat? What is it you believe they fear, and do they have a reason to fear you?
If it's a risk of the population becoming too high for the island to sustain, survival of the fittest will keep the numbers at a reasonable level. Fools walking outside after dark, picking moronic fights they can't win, attacking stronger foes before assessing strengths and weaknesses...
Ridiculous.
Do not approach us expecting us to die so easily. I've shouldered hatred much stronger than yours, don't come at me without the intent to kill. I've warned you and I don't repeat myself. If you attack me, it will be the last thing you do.
His nails, at least, haven't been painted. Sasuke has standards. He's not polishing his god-damned fingertips when the point's already made.
Cold and quiet, his voice doesn't carry far. But it doesn't have to.]
Stay missing, dobe. It's just one less irritant in my life to distract me from my goals. As for you, Hokage ... if you want what's left of his belongings, I set the fire a short while ago. Scurry and salvage what's left of him.
For the rest of you, tell me. What is it about newcomers that frightens the locals. Is it the fear of the unknown, or some past history that might repeat? What is it you believe they fear, and do they have a reason to fear you?
If it's a risk of the population becoming too high for the island to sustain, survival of the fittest will keep the numbers at a reasonable level. Fools walking outside after dark, picking moronic fights they can't win, attacking stronger foes before assessing strengths and weaknesses...
Ridiculous.
Do not approach us expecting us to die so easily. I've shouldered hatred much stronger than yours, don't come at me without the intent to kill. I've warned you and I don't repeat myself. If you attack me, it will be the last thing you do.