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Entry tags:
- ezra bridger: lis,
- haruno sakura: sarah,
- jinx: maru,
- katsuki bakugou: megan,
- kd6-3.7: moz,
- keith: sailor g,
- lance: charley,
- lexi howard: argustar,
- rose dawson: argustar,
- takashi 'shiro' shirogane: red,
- tinya wazzo: argustar,
- uchiha sasuke: simcha,
- usagi tsukino: jax,
- uzumaki naruto: ash,
- vi: terra,
- wu: mads
video by omen;
[The video opens on Sasuke, Lance is “directing” behind the “camera” (omen) with cue cards for him to read, and this music starts playing in the background. Lance gestures widely off camera in an urgent miming to Sasuke to start reciting what is written on the cards.]
[ Sasuke was clearly not expecting the music and he already looks so tired before he even looks at the cards. He’s trying. Honest. His forehead scrunches as he starts to recite, but it’s coming out in his usual flat tone, which is probably not helping anything. ]
Have you ever wanted to be cool… like the other side of the pillow? [ Sasuke looks off camera at Lance with irritation. ] You said you wouldn’t make me sound like an idiot.
[Lance is giving Sasuke the flattest look, then in a hushed urgent voice:] Dude, don’t make it weird, just keep going. No turning back now.
[He has more cards and they go with the music, stop messing with the flow! They haven’t even gotten to the memes yet.]
[ He gives him a look that makes it clear he doesn’t think he’s the one making this weird. Deep breath. He knows people better than you, Sasuke, remember?? ]
Awesome at kicking ass and taking names? Show off some cool ninja moves here. [ … Oh. Wait. He gets it. He rubs his forehead before going to takes a deep breath, and then blows a ball of fire on the cards to burn them.
There. Ninja move shown off. ]
Ninjutsu isn’t about blitzing chakras or becoming one with the shadows. I’m not using these.
[Lance isn’t affected by fire, so he just holds the burning cards in his hands and uses his powers to toss the burning pile into frame as he squints in annoyance.] Oh come on, we hadn’t even gotten to the best part!
[ Sasuke takes a deep breath, before deciding to just do what he probably would have from the start. ]
I’m offering to teach people ninjutsu and taijutsu; it’s the way the ninja in my world perform battle techniques and focuses on utilizing one’s inner life force, also known as chakra, to manipulate the physical chakra around you. Taijutsu is basic martial arts techniques that use chakra to increase the strength of both your offensive moves and your defensive blocks. I believe it will be able to help people who need to learn how to control their new found blood powers and, for those who are dedicated enough, will grant similar abilities to those who have no special blood powers at all. [ He forms a ball of water in his hand, quickly warps it with a wind current to freeze it, and then melts it by heating his palm. ] If you are interested, please let me know.
[ Boring!! But to the point. Sasuke gives Lance a look, like he’s offering to let him wrap up with whatever he wants here. Is that wise?? Probably not.
Lance rolls his eyes offscreen and adds, poking his head into frame: ] Super Awesome Ninja School, suck it Cobra Kai!
[Then he exits frame and has his Omen project a certain video, and the music is still playing:]
[ Sasuke was clearly not expecting the music and he already looks so tired before he even looks at the cards. He’s trying. Honest. His forehead scrunches as he starts to recite, but it’s coming out in his usual flat tone, which is probably not helping anything. ]
Have you ever wanted to be cool… like the other side of the pillow? [ Sasuke looks off camera at Lance with irritation. ] You said you wouldn’t make me sound like an idiot.
[Lance is giving Sasuke the flattest look, then in a hushed urgent voice:] Dude, don’t make it weird, just keep going. No turning back now.
[He has more cards and they go with the music, stop messing with the flow! They haven’t even gotten to the memes yet.]
[ He gives him a look that makes it clear he doesn’t think he’s the one making this weird. Deep breath. He knows people better than you, Sasuke, remember?? ]
Awesome at kicking ass and taking names? Show off some cool ninja moves here. [ … Oh. Wait. He gets it. He rubs his forehead before going to takes a deep breath, and then blows a ball of fire on the cards to burn them.
There. Ninja move shown off. ]
Ninjutsu isn’t about blitzing chakras or becoming one with the shadows. I’m not using these.
[Lance isn’t affected by fire, so he just holds the burning cards in his hands and uses his powers to toss the burning pile into frame as he squints in annoyance.] Oh come on, we hadn’t even gotten to the best part!
[ Sasuke takes a deep breath, before deciding to just do what he probably would have from the start. ]
I’m offering to teach people ninjutsu and taijutsu; it’s the way the ninja in my world perform battle techniques and focuses on utilizing one’s inner life force, also known as chakra, to manipulate the physical chakra around you. Taijutsu is basic martial arts techniques that use chakra to increase the strength of both your offensive moves and your defensive blocks. I believe it will be able to help people who need to learn how to control their new found blood powers and, for those who are dedicated enough, will grant similar abilities to those who have no special blood powers at all. [ He forms a ball of water in his hand, quickly warps it with a wind current to freeze it, and then melts it by heating his palm. ] If you are interested, please let me know.
[ Boring!! But to the point. Sasuke gives Lance a look, like he’s offering to let him wrap up with whatever he wants here. Is that wise?? Probably not.
Lance rolls his eyes offscreen and adds, poking his head into frame: ] Super Awesome Ninja School, suck it Cobra Kai!
[Then he exits frame and has his Omen project a certain video, and the music is still playing:]
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Thank you! I can't believe it hadn't already been claimed, it's so peculiar. It reminds me of a place grandmother took me when I was little. Now. Tea first, then presents or the other way around?
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[ It's the only way he feels like it explains him finding an apartment that reminded him so much of home so easily. ]
We can go in whatever order you wish. You're the host, after all.
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[she sometimes wonders what grandmother would have thought of the person Tinya had become. proud, she hopes, in contrast to her mother's frigid disapproval]
Well--drat! Forgot the pastries. Some host I am, that's why I'm outsourcing my birthday party. Which you are invited to or else I'll cry. [but her eyes are clear that she'd do no such thing. drunk-dialing, though...]
Let's go with tea first. I did remember the honey for myself.
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He's at least clearly not put out by the lack of sweets, going to take a sip of his tea without adding anything to it. ]
When is your birthday?
(CW: underage alcohol)
and the occasional present, but she doesn't really expect those.
she adds close to a perfect teaspoon of honey to hers, then stirs 'til it's dissolved]
April 21st. I'm turning nineteen, if you can believe that. Mistress knows I can't.
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Hn. I didn't realize I was older than you.
[ Not that she... looks... old. He didn't mean it like that. But he's not emotionally intelligent enough to realize that could be an implication, so he moves on. ]
Congratulations. I'm sure you'll have plenty of people to celebrate it with.
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Oh? How old are you, if I may?
[she assumes that most people assume she's older than that. after all, how many people get married at sixteen and have a baby when they're eighteen, even where she's from?]
I hope so. I'm still kind of newish, or at least I feel newish? But I figure most people won't pass up a chance for hors d'oeuvres and dancing? Even if they've never met me before.
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I'll be twenty in July.
[ Which in itself is also strange to think about. A couple of years ago, he never would have expected to even live this long. ]
Most people seem to like a party. You're friendly enough that I can't imagine that you haven't made a few friends in the time you've been here.
(CW: terrorism)
Oh! Well, happy birthday in advance. [warmly teasing before taking a sip of tea] I'm going to remember that.
[it was strange to think of being alive for her, too. she'd been killed, burned to death by a terrorist with a grudge, then spent a year as a ghost. but she got a second chance and she's not about to waste any second of it]
They do! And it's going to be at the Raccoon Room, so people won't have to navigate this mess. Moonlight would be awfully put out if I had her lead multiple groups of people. I'd like to think you're right. About friends, I mean.
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[ He says it with a shrug. He's had little reason to over the years and he wasn't seeing it changing any time soon, unless Sakura and Naruto insisted. Which... knowing them, they likely would. ]
Mm. Wu will probably help make sure you have a real crowd if you ask him to. He seems to really like promoting events like that.
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[and she takes another sip of tea, looking rather catlike herself. self-assured? check. mostly. playful? definitely check. possibly shamed with pet-shaming captions? maybe.]
And I'm going to ask him to. I met him right when he announced his wedding to Mako and I'd like to think I'm friends--or at least friendly--with both of them. [faux-loftily] I will be wearing a haute couture gown, one of the few things I brought from that awful other world other than Polly and Smudge.
[and as if on cue, Polly and Smudge scamper into the informal dining room, Smudge taking a seat next to Sasuke and mewing plaintively]
Smudge, I taught you better manners than that.
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[ He hasn't realized that people can use technology to type outside of the connected devices, given that they lack computers in his time back in Konoha. Calligraphy only for the Uchihas.
He reaches out to scratch behind Smudge's ear instinctively, clearly perfectly happy with this lack of manners. Meanwhile, he's trying to repeat that phrase, and not... doing a good job of it. ]
Hato cutora...? [ That's as close as this not-Japanese boy is gonna get to French. ]
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[so cards it will be, probably most of them cat-themed. he'll get those cards, even if she has to make them by hand.
Smudge immediately starts to purr loudly, arching into the pettings and doing that kitty smile thing.
it takes her a moment to catch on, but when she does]---oh! A fancy formal dress. Usually insanely expensive, but on the previous world I worked and modeled for a fashion designer, sometimes he'd let me have a little something.
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[ A fancy formal dress. That explains it well. While he liked to dress well enough, he didn't ever follow fashion, and the idea of fancy formal wear has always baffled him. ]
Ah. We had... something like that at home. But it only really existed on private islands meant for the most wealthy individuals.
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[she loves dresses. she's been living in slip-dresses since she arrived since as a Coldblood, she's immune to the season's chill. and if he wants pointers on formal dress, she'd be happy to comply~~]
Well...no matter what the world, the Wazzos would count as the most wealthy. Five thousand years of careful breeding and development to create an aristocracy incapable of being destroyed. Even after my girlish exploits. [said in a tone that clearly stated she didn't regret a one of them]
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It must be nice to be free of some of that.
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I'm free here. Somewhat free back home. Mother is the president of the United Galaxies and she's...someone I like to avoid. When I can. She's sort of hard to avoid, though.
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[ He goes to take the last sip of his tea, pausing awkwardly, before he goes to glance at the sparkly bag again. ]
... Should I open it now?
[[ ooc: I'm so sorry this is so late, life exploded on me. Feel free to ignore this if you'd rather drop the thread. ]]
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[and she looks at the sparkly bag. it contains two presents]
Certainly, if you're ready to.
((OOC: no worries at all, RL > RP, no matter what. and I can backtag forever. <3))
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[ At least his usually flat voice sounds just slightly amused.
He reaches out for the bag, going to place it in front of him. ]
Mm. It seems like as good a time as any.
[[ ooc: Thank you so much <3 I live off of backtagging so I always appreciate it lol ]]
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[she says as one who is also used to usually being right and thoroughly enjoys it.
it's literally the most sparkly gold gift bag to ever sparkle, complete with white and gold glitter tissue paper.
inside is an embroidery of the symbol he often wears held in an embroidery hoop and ready for hanging, the other is a brass brass cat paperweight]
I hope you like them. I'd first went with just the embroidery, but then I saw the cat and couldn't resist.
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But that face changes entirely when he pulls out the gifts. There had been a softening to his features when he pulled out the paperweight, amused and touched given their shared fondness for cats.
The embroidery, however, gets his attention more thoroughly. His eyes widen just slightly at the sight of it, his hand holding on to the hoop a little tighter than necessary as he tries to keep the emotion off of his face. It's difficult to do, though, and it's not hard to miss how he has to swallow a little roughly to get the tightness in his throat to ease up. The deep meaning of being gifted something that honors his clan is enough to make his eyes sting, even if he refuses to let any tears form. ]
I— [ Nope, his voice is still a little too strained. He stops himself from continuing, before clearing his throat, and trying again with a more even tone than before. ] ... Thank you.
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cats are lovely. she adores them and knows he does, too. and as if on cue, Smudge comes up and rubs against his leg, mewing.
and she was worried about the embroidery. she knows that her relationship with her house and its legacy is...complicated, to put it mildly. so she wasn't sure how well her reminder of his would be since she's gotten the impression that that's something they have in common: a complex relationship with the house of their births. so she breathes a little sigh of relief when he seems moved.
and she smiles] It's the least I could do. I'm glad you like them.
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