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Who: Uchiha Sasuke
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: Marsiva
When: This very moment.

(broadcast)

[ Sure there are bound to be the occasional less-than-thrilling broadcasts but this one may be a new low, with the camera focused in on a nondescript blob that turns out -- with some acquired distance -- to be a knee. The feed shakes then and there's the loud metallic tap tap of the device being knocked against the framework of one of the generic cots aboard the Marsiva. Tap. Tap. Tap. The only other sound is that of the painfully bland music in the background, without a word being spoken.

At least this inept user finally turns the communicator around to inspect it at another angle, granting any viewer a flash of dark and impractically spiked hair before the camera then focuses on equally shadowed eyes and a severe expression.

No, he's not going to panic. He probably already did that internally before he even tried to figure out the communicator ~~less than successfully~~. Send aid. ]

(action)

[ Sasuke will be easy to encounter either sitting on that cot and fiddling with his communicator, exploring the bay thoroughly, or staring with incredible and difficult-to-read intensity out into the murky void of space. Godspeed. ]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

I have been given zero incentive to do that for you.

What do I gotta do then?

Describe your world, your function in it, and give the rest of the names of the people here that lived there.

Then I'll tell you.

[Ugh, that's so much... Watch out world, here comes Joseph Joestar haggling.]

Look, there's no way I can tell you what my world is like. It's too big and I haven't seen enough of it to tell you all that.

[Also hell if he really knows what his whole role is in the world. That's definitely deeper than Joseph's willing to go.]

I'll tell you what I can do and I'll tell you the names of the other two people, but that's it.

Very well. We'll simplify it to whatever you would call your 'job'.

Now go ahead. [ This may be the first time Sasuke has given into a haggling attempt. ]

[Well, this is the first time Joseph's ever managed to successfully haggle anything with anyone, so what a good day it is!]

The other two people are Suzie and Lisa Lisa.

As for my job... [Joseph laughs impishly and smirks. He just played a trick and is getting away with it.] Well, the joke's on you because I don't have a job!

[ Okay... he'd chastise him if Sasuke himself weren't also technically unemployed.

For the last four years. Shit. ]

Suzie and Lisa Lisa... You still have one more piece of information that you promised. What you can "do".

Hamon.

[Yep. He's stopping there with no further explanation. Tricksy Jojo was tricksy.]

Which is what.

[ you PUNK ]

[THANK YOU FOR NOTICING.]

A technique.

Without specificity I won't give you the information that you want, so you'll have told me the rest for nothing.

Aw, don't tell me you're the type to get sore because someone tricked you? Alright, alright, if you really must know, [or more accurately, Joseph must know something embarrassing about Ino,] hamon is a technique that channel's the sun's energy through the user's breath. You can use it for more than just fighting though. It just takes years and years of training to become a master at it.

I'm sure if you asked Lisa Lisa nicely, she'd teach you.

[And thus make your life hell, but Joseph isn't going to mention that. He can discover that for himself.]

Tch... [ So he's passing the buck on to someone else. Sasuke supposes he can live with that, seeing as how he at least got his answer first. ]

It must be inconvenient out here if you rely on the sun's power. We aren't stationary for long... Does it limit you?

What? No, [Joseph guffaws. You know. Like Sasuke should somehow already know this.] No, we're not relying on the sun or else it'd be completely useless at night! The sun's energy is just life energy. As long as I can still breathe and I'm still alive, I can use it whenever and wherever, and anything not living or that's sensitive to sunlight's going to be weak to it.

[Duh, Sahsookay.]

[ ... well that's clear as mud. Anything not living? He's concluding that there is something seriously wrong with this man. ]

Very well. I have a vague enough understanding of what it is that you do now.

That'll be satisfactory, I suppose.

Alright! Now it's time for you to hold up your end!

[He could not actually be more enthused than he actually is right now. Spill!]

Pass.

What the hell!?

[It's amazing how quickly Joseph's temper takes over, but it does in a heartbeat. Whatever playfulness he had about him a second ago vanishes. He's being cheated here and he's not going to stand for it.]

I told you what you wanted to know! You don't get to just pass on holding up your end!

"Don't tell me you're the type to get sore because someone tricked you?"

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