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[Week 8] [Day 7] [Morning]

Jul 15, 2010 11:34

Who: Marco and Uchiha Itachi
Status: Ongoing/Maybe closed? Please PM if you want to be involved!
Style: Action
Where: A little ways in the outskirts of Hisato
When: Week 8, Day 7, around morning
Rating: G? PG? I'm having a hard time as to how it can go any higher.
Warnings: ANIMAL SHENANIGANS

( The morphing an animal for the first time is always difficult )

~marco, *complete, ~uchiha itachi, !log, location: hisato

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I WILL STOP EDITING THIS TAG SOON behindhiseyes July 16 2010, 20:40:43 UTC

[ It has been three days since the first tribute -- three days in this world where time moves with a strange sense of sluggishness -- and Itachi has paid most of his hours to the wilderness. From the housing compound to the caves, he has spent his days wandering, training, thinking, praying. Waiting, most of all. Will he ever see him again ( ... )

guerrilla_morph July 17 2010, 07:10:50 UTC

[Marco sits down on the grass and pulls out the bait. He puts it on his lap and waits for at least one to be drawn by the scent of a freshly dead fish. He even starts to hum a tune when he gets that typical creepy sense that he's being watched. Years of running and hiding from an enemy that can be anyone have done wonders to Marco's naturally heighten sense of paranoia.

While keeping a blank and cool expression, he can't stop the rising tension in his shoulders. Turning ever so slightly, Marco looks at the corner of his eyes -

- and sees Bob eating candy, staring at him.

Oh for the love of Pete.Marco lets out a sigh that's a mixture of relief and exasperation. Combs his hand through his hair and belatedly realizes that he needs to cut it ( ... )

behindhiseyes July 18 2010, 01:59:52 UTC

My old life seems to be resuming in some respects.

[ Such as not having a consistent home, being a vagabond -- the absence of his brother. Returning to this manner of existence: And Itachi sees no reason to comment on his appearance. He knows what he must look like, but aesthetics have not been his priority during recent times. And his personal troubles are not something Itachi especially wishes to speak of, nor does he suppose Marco especially wishes to hear of such matters.

For his part, Itachi would be satisfied with a distraction. During these days, all things have seemed equally meaningless; he has nothing better to attend to.

When Marco turns, he does not pause in his consumption of the candy. Nor does he have any intention of pausing. He will finish it, certainly. But more to the point: What, exactly, is Maahko-san doing here? ]

Is that your dinner, then?

[ He is slightly reminded of Kisame, for one reason or another. ]

guerrilla_morph July 18 2010, 02:44:47 UTC

Oh, this? [He points at the fish at his lap.] It's dinner, but it's not mine. It's ( ... )

behindhiseyes July 19 2010, 01:31:23 UTC

I see.

[ Although were Itachi being entirely honest, he is a little confused by what exactly this boy is talking about. ]

What is Dee En Ay that one would become allergic to it? Is it a poison of some kind?

[ Itachi seems to have some recollection that people in his own world have been known to become allergic to certain fruits, oils, nuts, shellfish, and, on occasion, even alcohol, although he does not suppose that these green creatures have a constitution which contains much nuts, fruits, oils, or alcohol -- and he does somewhat wonder what is Dee En Ay and in what respect it relates to these items.

Overall, he finds that the entire matter sounds rather convoluted. ]

In the world that I come from, we create pacts with the animals through blood and through shared wills. Sometimes through force.

We use scrolls.

Summoning jutsu.

It seems as though this would be easier.

Is it not uncomfortable . . . changing your shape in such a manner?

[ All the same, he has an idea: Removes the candy stick from his mouth and holds it out, ( ... )