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Who: Uchiha Sasuke+YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Huntress
When: Jan. 31

A few things.

There are a good number of fighters here or people otherwise trained in combat. I'm interested in observing people's abilities or training, or at least discussing what they can do. Spars could also be arranged if you want some exercise.

Secondly, I'll take recommendations for good literature available around here.

Finally, if you know how to knit or crochet then I'll offer you up to ten credits to watch you create something.

[ Yeah, this isn't weird. For anyone interested in action he'll be holed up in his room on the Huntress! ]

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[ So they both look like completely gloomy youths with bad hair, albeit one showcases much more confidence than the other one. Incredible. ]

Very well. This way, then. [ And he leads the way to a bench, one occupied by a sprawling loner until Sasuke stands directly in front of him and stares him in the eye until he gets up and leaves. This'll do.

and don't you touch my eyes you piece of shit I will cook you from the inside out ]

Here, have a seat.

[ Thaaaat's a good way to put it.

...seriously? There had to be an empty bench somewhere else.

But whatever, they'll sit down on one end of it, dropping the backpack they've been carrying onto the ground. Unzipping it, one can see that there is a half-finished sweater in it, a bunch of yarn, and a few chocolate bars that they definitely did not pay for. ]

So...should I just...go ahead?

[ While Sasuke watches, apparently. ]

[ No doubt there had been but Sasuke tends to aggressively cut corners, usually with an actual knife. Today is a pleasantly slow day by comparison.

He takes his seat, quietly surveying their belongings before his eyes suddenly shift to red, black tomoe spinning until they come to a rest within his irises. ]

Sure, that'll be fine. Do you want to be paid ahead of time?

[ Woah, if Sasuke's got knives, he better share.

Actually, probably not, since they qualify as a danger to themself and others. ]

Yeah, if you're offering.

[ And if Sasuke was not offering and was just being a jerk... well. WELL. Well, who knows.

In the meantime, they just fiddle with their knitting needles. Nice and child-safe, very adoptive-mother-approved. ]

I don't renege on my agreements. [ This is complete and utter bullshit but it sounds nice and therefore he'll just spew it forth like it's the gospel truth. He likes to pride himself on his honesty and straightforwardness while also suffering from a crippling lack of honor.

All the same he digs around in his pocket, briefly, producing the agreed upon credits after a moment or two. ]

Here.

[ Staaares at the credits for a moment. Then takes them, because fuck it, even if it's some kind of weird trap, they need money. ]

...thanks.

[ And then they'll get started with their little job. I sure don't know shit about knitting, so we'll handwave this for the sake of this thread making sense. ]

[ Money is one thing Sasuke is slowly amassing, not only in his frozen bank account due to ratings but also by busying himself with a number of ~~illegal~~ jobs around the station. He definitely won't miss ten credits even if he does have plans for his funds. ]

Sure. [ This isn't awkward at all, this intense staring and general silence over a simple knitting project. ]

... if you had to do it with one hand, how would you do it? [ uh ]

[ Probably a good idea. Must be nice to...be able to work. ]

I'd find a different hobby.

[ Ugh-- ]

... removing that option from consideration, how would you do it?

I guess just...

[ Trying to maneuver this...if they hold one of the needles between their legs, they can make it work, albeit slowly and clumsily. ]

It's not as easy.

[ They say, accidentally fumbling the one they're holding. ]

[ All the same he watches, copying their technique even in this with that steady stare. ]

I see. At least I know that it's possible. I'll perfect my own version of it.

[ That is...probably one of the weirdest things they've ever heard. ]

Okay, you do that.

[ The lack of questioning helps, really, and he falls silent in his focus as they slowly but surely add to that knitted design. The fingers of his right hand twitch in a perfect mockery of their movements, too, his left strangely immobile. ]

That's enough for me to understand. [ suddenly ]

[ They pause, faltering in their movements and looking over at Sasuke in some sort of disbelief. ]

Seriously? That's it?

You were expecting more?

If you mean "were you expecting me to watch for more than five minutes," yeah?

[ They aren't complaining, it's just weird. ]

I've copied what you've done and identified all the present patterns in it. The only thing I haven't seen is how to start or finish a project, but I can research that separately.

[ Slowly: ]

Okay, then. You...do that.

[ Back to normal knitting, then. ]

...

You look like you're in poor physical condition. Is that through a lack of personal maintenance or are you ill? [ How direct... and rude... ]

[ They are being very good and not going for the eyes, Sasuke is lucky.

Well, no, he could probably take Chara in a fight. ]

If I wanted your opinion, I would've asked.

[ He will defend his eyes above all else; watch yourself. ]

If I wanted you to tell me you didn't want my opinion, I would've given you an opinion in the first place. But I didn't. I stated a fact and asked a question.

[ :I ]

Why do you care, anyway?

[ Seriously, Sasuke. Do you have any social skills? Not that Chara does, but DO YOU? ]

[ No. The answer is no. ]

That's irrelevant to your ability to answer my question. I'll be more inclined to give you an answer once I've had mine.

This is just how I look. Sorry that I'm not up to your high standards.

[ They don't sound sorry in the least. ]

It's kind of hard to keep up with trends when you're dead, anyway.

[ That actually gets him to pause, looking them over a second time. ]

... I didn't realize that that was the case. You were resurrected when you were brought here?