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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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Knit.

[ fuckin AGGRESSIVE KNITTING ]

Then your room it is.

Two hours.

Fine.

I'll stay mindful of the time.

[ and, precisely two hours later, rei shows up with a duffel bag over her shoulder. the other ships seem to have similar layouts as the first breath, but with a few key differences. nothing too difficult to navigate, though, and it only takes a few moments of poking around and asking before she's pointed in the right direction.

she does, however, have the courtesy to tap at the door. ]

Sasuke?

[ Well, she's nothing if not punctual. He's almost impressed by how well she's timed it, looking up from his communicator before setting it aside and moving to open the door. ]

So you're here. [ A step back, allowing her room to come in. ]

Sit if you like.

[ the room is small, and she gives it a careful once over before letting her eyes settle on sasuke again, arching her eyebrows. ]

Where are you sitting?

I was sitting on the bed, but it'll be easier for you to take that spot while I watch you. I don't mind standing.

[ ... which is just weird. ]

[ rei stares at him for a moment before sighing, dropping her duffel bag on the floor before taking a seat next to it, folding her legs underneath her neatly. ]

Sit on your own bed, Sasuke.

[ she's not having him loom over her, and his stupid eyes will work just fine if he sits. ]

[ Well.

He tried to be a gentleman for once.

Fine, he'll sit back down on his bed, eyes already red and watchful as he does so. ]

Where did you purchase the yarn?

I stole it from a vending machine, and I told them that my name was Uchiha Sasuke. Supreme ninja extraordinaire.

[ completely deadpan, as she settles the yarn in her lap. ]

I decided to let them see me, you know, because I'm so fast.

[ -- but then, as she takes out knitting needles, and looks up at him with a slight grin. ]

I bought it from an old woman on the street. She needed the money more than I did.

[ she eyes him for a moment -- and the sharigan never fails to creep her out, because sasuke looks a lot like some weird freakish demon when he does that, but she points a knitting needle at him. ]

I have a question, before we start.

[ ... ]

I had my reasons, but how is it that you're aware of the vending machine incident? [ Another pause. Maybe she didn't. Maybe he just verified that for no reason. He needs to move forward in this conversation because lingering here with it is doing him approximately zero favors. ]

Ask, then.

[ He is not deactivating the sharingan for her comfort. ]

I didn't tell you? I'm psychic.

[ duh. (though, really, rei had been making it up, and sasuke confirmed that he really is that ridiculous, so.) ]

And I can't knit with one arm. Is watching me going to help at all?

... no, you left that part out.

[ HOOK, LINE, AND SINKER, though honestly now he's just going to be distracted wondering if she's able to read his thoughts. That little invasion of privacy would actually get to him, and not in a good way. ]

That's your question?

Silly me, I forgot.

[ poor sasuke. ]

And yes, that's my question. Do you want me to ask another one?

You're lying to me; you didn't forget.

[ Sasuke Holmes over here ]

... but no, I don't.

You're not the first person to remind me of what I'm missing now, as if I'd be able to forget. I'm going to find a way to adapt, whether that means modifying a two-handed technique or finding a way to replace what's gone. I'm not just going to stop learning because of it or expect less of myself.

[ she watches him for a long moment, letting him talk -- but the moment he's finished -- ]

I wasn't asking because I doubted you could figure it out, I was asking because I didn't want you to waste your time.

[ dryly, and she loops yarn around one of the needles. ]

-- and I'm not actually psychic, calm down.

{ as she starts on her first row of stitches. ]

Not in the way that you're probably thinking, anyway.

So then you just lied about something different. [ His tone is as stern as ever, but... fine, he can accept that her intentions weren't malevolent. He's used to tricks from Naruto, after all, he just isn't accustomed to them actually working. That, and it's been a very, very long time. ]

It isn't going to waste my time. The more I see and understand the placement of the hands and the correct patterns of movement the better I can formulate a plan for emulating that myself.

I didn't lie, I exaggerated the truth. Think of a number between one and one thousand.

[ she says as she knits, her movements slow, but practiced. ]

[ And now carefully being copied by watchful eyes, feeling like he actually should've picked this skill up a long time ago.

Somewhere amongst all the murdering and vengeance, probably. ]

Fine. [ As he thinks of 497, you're welcome. ]

[ she considers him for a moment, her eyes slipping out of focus for half a second -- seeking the future, placing out what the answer is going to be -- ]

Why 497?

[ she asks mildly, returning to her knitting. ]

... because seven is the third number in sequence, and three is the difference between it and the first number while also being the square root of the second.

[ ... ]

In other words, there's no reason. It's just what I thought of. [ His sense of humor just gets better and better. ]

How did you know it?

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