Apping to Animus!

[silentsacrifice]

Try not to procrastinate on the application. If you have your heart set on this, it would be unfavorable if you didn't finish in time.

[...]

If he's there?

...I'll deal with that when the time comes.

Comments

[doomsalot]

so my mund4n3 w4nt3d m3 to t4lk to you
1 dont r34lly know why though >:?
you just s33m l1k3 4 lot of n4rrow bl4ck 4nonym1ty!

4r3 you go1ng to 4 g4m3
1t sounds l1k3 you m1ght b3 >8)
do you know wh4t 1ts l1k3

[silentsacrifice]

["Narrow black anonymity..." He has no idea what she's talking about, so he'll focus on the part about the game.]

I know a bit about it. I can't say I'm thrilled about the concept, but I'm not in any position to object.

[doomsalot]

your3 4lw4ys 1n 4 pos1t1on to obj3ct!
1ts no fun wh3n p3opl3 just g1v3 up
f1ght1ng g3ts th3 blood push3r pump1ng >8)

[silentsacrifice]

She'll do with me what she wants. Trying to resist would be a pointless expenditure of effort on my part.

[origami_ninja]

Mundanes are fickle. Although if you don't want to be there, perhaps you shouldn't encourage your mundane.

[silentsacrifice]

All things considered, there are less desirable places I could be sent to. I'm certain I've dealt with worse than whatever might happen in the Tower.

My main concern is that the presence of certain people could prove to be... trying, were they to show up as well.

[origami_ninja]

From what I've gathered, if you catch your mundane talking about "crack" or "lulz", it's best to make yourself scarce. Otherwise, you're capable enough to handle most things that might be thrown your way.

[silentsacrifice]

I believe my mundane has grown out of that stage, but thank you for the advice. She does seem a bit eager to participate in the Tower's events...

As I've said, it could be worse. She could have chosen the Love Hotel. [There's a very very subtle bit of humor in his tone, but his face remains impassive.]

[origami_ninja]

[There's a slight smile from Konan at that.]

I think this Tower would suit you better than the Love Hotel, yes.

[silentsacrifice]

It seems fitting enough. Being dropped there before I can achieve my goals in my own world is a tad irritating, however.

[origami_ninja]

Perhaps you'll learn something there that will help you achieve your goals when you get back.

[silentsacrifice]

Perhaps. Hopefully my stay there will be brief, though my mundane seems to want the opposite.

[origami_ninja]

Muns are rarely interested in doing what their muses wish.

[silentsacrifice]

I've gotten used to that fact over the years.

[revengingly]

If who is where?

[silentsacrifice]

[He's silent for a moment.]

...It's none of your concern.

[revengingly]

[Also silent for a moment.]

What's your canon point?

[silentsacrifice]

After your fight with Deidara.

[revengingly]

So...you think I died?

[silentsacrifice]

No. I considered the possibility for a moment, but I decided that was unlikely.

[athirst]

They're always wasting time after they find places . . .

[ huff huff! but helo, what's this. brother has on some pretty strange clothes, and-- ]

[athirst]

[ the hitai-ate captures his attention. ahhh why is there a slash on his too why . . . ]

[silentsacrifice]

Sasuke.

[This is new. He hasn't seen Sasuke at that age since...]

Aren't there any younger versions of me around here that could entertain you?

[athirst]

I . . . [ he has spoken to his younger older brother a while back. To two of them, actually. He goes to nod but stops, eyeing itachi. this older itachi. with strange everythings. ]

Why?

[silentsacrifice]

[So inquisitive. Just like how he remembers him.]

I feel like you would have more to talk about with a younger me. I wouldn't want to give away any important details about your future, little brother.

[athirst]

[ sigh-- big brother is still the same big brother . . . always giving him the "not now, sasuke" type response. here's that pout you're oh so used to receiving back in the day! ]

. . .

[athirst]

[ he's curious, though. ]

-- Brother?

[silentsacrifice]

[He feels a vague sort of tugging in his chest when he sees that look Sasuke is giving him. His expression is, perhaps, a bit less hardened than it would be if he were looking at the Sasuke of his time, but it's not a noticeable change.]

Yes?

[athirst]

Your--

[ he points to his own forehead. ]

. . . Hitai-ate. [ and-- just everything in general. since when did you paint your nails, for example . . . ]

[silentsacrifice]

[Itachi flinches minutely. However, his voice remains even when he speaks.]

It's a rather long story. [His tone, cold and closed-off, suggests he wants Sasuke to drop the matter.]

fhihchbjkhjk so late but... couldn't resist DX

[shunshinoshishi]

... He~? [ Not him, obviously, he isn't going anywhere yet. But he's curious. ]