[Action Thread] ["I Scream, You Scream, We All Scream for Ice Cream!!!"] [Sasoriza, Kabumi & Kisa]

[bloodredsands]

[[Takes place about a week after The Great Escape, and before Kabumi returns to Orochimayu and The Sound]]

Life, Sasoriza had just decided, is a bitch.

She frowned as she looked up at the posterboard of one-hundred-and-ninety-two ice cream flavour combinations; then smiled, licking her lips.

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[yakushi_kabumi]

Every kunoichi had her vices, her little quirks. Kabumi knew she could be overly obsessed with the cleanliness of her impliments--she didn't particularly care if she was covered in bodily fluids and brain matter, but her skin and clothing could be washed off easily enough. But blood too long on a scalpel could dull the edge, and that simply wasn't to be tolerated

[bloodredsands]

Sasoriza smiled, and happily took a few licks of her first spoonful of ice cream. Lord this was good stuff: it wasn't as though she needed to eat, but she certainly did need to taste. Especially ice cream.

"Eat up, Kabumi-chan," she sing-songed happily, "Honda-san makes the very best strawberry and cherry ice cream - when I rule the world I'm gonna build him a palace."

Again, she meant that word for word.

"Oh, speaking of ruling the world, how's Orochimayu-baka? Any thrillingly genocidal plans on the go over in Otogakure?"

Sasoriza thought of Haku, but held her tongue for the moment. There wasn't much you could achieve in the ways of world domination with only one ressurected little girl's corpse.

She licked a spoonful of blueberry, perhaps they had more?

[yakushi_kabumi]

Far too much sugar. Luckily, her years of living among the enemy had given Kabumi and ability to hide her emotions when she needed it. She took a second spoonful of icecream and downed that, while mentally weighing the pros and cons of going to regurgitate it later.

"Orochimayu-sama...is doing well," Kabumi answered, jabbing at the sugar concoction with her spoon. Perhaps just fiddling with it, moving it around in her bowl, would make it look like she was eating it. "But no genoicide--at least not this month."

[hoshigaki_kisa]

Kisa didn’t like Wind Country. She had grown up surrounded by water in all it’s forms, whether it be mist, rain, snow or simply the sea. The desert was no place for her. However, she and Itae went where the Leader told them to go, and gathered whatever information the organization needed.

They were planning to travel at night, so Kisa knew that she should be resting instead of wandering through the town they were staying in. Yet she needed something to ward off the heat. Itae had given her an almost incredulous look (the usual deadpan, but Kisa could somehow tell the difference) when she had announced that she was going out to find that ice cream parlour they had passed earlier.

It took a while, but she finally found Honda’s Tasty Ice Cream Parlour and stepped inside, grateful to be out of the sun. Her eyes widened slightly when she recognized one of the figures sitting at the counter.

“Sasoriza?”

[bloodredsands]

Sasoriza had opened her mouth to make a very rude, very clever crack about Orochimayu and things that occurred on a monthly basis; when a very familiar voice sounded behind her shoulder. She smiled like a placid cat at Kabumi, and then turned to give Kisa an expression contained solely in her slyly raised eyebrow.

"Kisa? I'm begining to think you're stalking me," she commented, shifting along slightly in the booth. "I like it, have a seat!"

[yakushi_kabumi]

Well, if it wasn't yet another member of the Akatsuki. Kabumi had never met this one before, but she had been given detailed descriptions by Orochimayu--more like detailed rantings--and she doubted that there could be another blue-skinned, gill-sporting woman named Kisa in the Five Countries that Sasoriza was on aimiable terms with.

But still, it would be interesting to see how they interacted. Knowledge was still the thing Kabumi was best at gathering.

"Hello, Kisa-sama," Kabumi said, taking another bite of the sickeningly sweet ice-cream.

[hoshigaki_kisa]

“Of course not. We just happen to be at the same place at the same time. Again.”

She was surprised when the Sasoriza’s pale-haired companion greeted her by name. While she was somewhat infamous and certainly not hard to recognize, few shinobi had actually met Kisa in person and lived to tell the tale. This girl (who was almost certainly a kunoichi) could have been one of them if not for the fact that she was accompanying Sasoriza, which probably made her one of the puppet master’s subordinates.

Still, there was something about her that made Kisa suspicious. (Small yet significant details, like the fact that she wore glasses when ninja couldn’t afford to have impaired vision.) If there was one thing Kisa had learned about becoming a missing-nin, it was that paranoia kept you alive.

Outwardly calm, which was to say her usual grinning self, Kisa sat down and propped en elbow on the table. Golden eyes regarded the women almost idly.

“I don’t believe we’ve met…”