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[eyeforaneye]

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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[eyeforaneye]

[ And that's the kind of thing that he finds interesting, a version of Remus more powerful than he is now and with the ability to better hone that power. He's certainly not the type to dismiss it as a lost cause, anyway. ]

That's something that I'd like to see. That other form of yours, I mean. [ who is Bigby, the question he should probably be asking right now. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

No.

[Simply said, and he glances up from the notebook.]

Sorry. I can describe it, if you'd like, but-- my control over him is so terribly tentative, and . . . the one thing he wants to do is eat people. Truly. The moment he smells you he'd go mad with trying to eat you, or bite you, or something-- and one bite is all it takes to turn a person. While I don't doubt you could defend yourself, one nick from my teeth and you'd be changing once a month as well.

[eyeforaneye]

I had a feeling that that would be your answer.

[ He takes note of the dissociative use of 'he' and 'him' as Remus describes that wolf form, wondering if it's some kind of coping mechanism for him. Regardless, he's decent enough not to point it out. ]

While I guarantee that it would be impossible without my consent, which I'd never give, I've also had enough personal experience with troublesome bites and marks. I won't push it. [ ... for now. How unfortunate. ]

What methods have you used to try to control yourself in that state?

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He nods once, pleased Sasuke isn't trying to argue. Questions are all right, so long as he doesn't try and worm his way into the room. Remus gestures towards the chairs, taking one for himself and setting the notebook down.]

There's a potion at home-- it's invented in my future, but it allows for me to keep control while in that state. My friend and I are attempting to replicate it. Beyond that-- socialization during that period, especially with other werewolves, seems to help. And the Atroma itself seems to have gifted me with a certain measure of control-- more than I had at home.

[eyeforaneye]

[ A potion? Perhaps his first thoughts shouldn't be leaning towards how it would affect a normal human being, but they are anyway. C'est la vie. ]

What a token of generosity. [ Okay, his Atroma grudge is showing, but he -- like everyone else here -- has every right. ]

What about hypnosis?

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He tips his head in acknowledgement of that sarcasm, agreeing.]

I've never tried. Though I'm not entirely certain it would work. Are you familiar with hypnosis, then?

[eyeforaneye]

Of a sort.

The sharingan, and more specifically the mangekyou, also carry the ability to cast very powerful illusions by directly manipulating the brain itself. [ Which isn't sketchy at all. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

That's . . .

[Worrying. Invasive.]

I don't know if it would help, but-- can you tell me more about these illusions? How powerful are they? How long can they last?

[eyeforaneye]

You're the one full of questions now, it seems. [ Then again, Sasuke did bring it up. ]

They're powerful enough to control all of the senses and cannot be broken unless by my will or the interference of an outsider who knows how to counteract them. They last as long as I can maintain them, which is at least as long as I could stay awake, probably.

[ With as large as his own chakra reserves have become, anyway. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

I'm always full of questions. [With a little smile, self-deprecating and amused both.]

That makes more sense, though. An illusion . . . I couldn't cast one that large or invasive, but I can understand it, at least. This runs in only your family, or is it just a specialty?

[eyeforaneye]

Genjutsu is an entire branch of techniques, with different variants existing within it. The sharingan's are quite powerful, but it isn't required to have eyes like mine to be able to cast one.

Why, do you want a demonstration?

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He hesitates for a moment. A dangerous offer, especially from someone he doesn't know properly-- but he nods.]

A small one, please.

[eyeforaneye]

... I didn't say I was going to give you one, I was just asking if you wanted one.

[ ... ]

I suppose I could use you, though. [ As a test subject, since his powers have been trickling back in slowly since his arrival here and he hasn't really been able to see how far along his illusions have come. ]

Do you have a request or should I pick the subject?

[theshabbiestofmen]

What a charming verb usage.

[He raises an eyebrow. Back to gentle sarcasm.]

Nothing unpleasant, if you please. Do I need to do anything?

[eyeforaneye]

I'm not going to be dishonest with you. [ frankly ]

You don't need to do anything; I'm capable of handling it. [ So he says as his eyes close for the barest of moments, opening again with near black irises having lightened to red and with the three dark tomoe dotting each eye suddenly swirling in a disorienting kaleidoscope the second he meets Remus's gaze directly.

The light above them seems to dim, then, shadows cast about the small space that swallow up its features -- books, furniture, Sasuke himself -- until all that remains is Remus, sitting alone in an empty room. It's eerily quiet at first... before a soft but high-pitched chirp breaks the silence, growing into a loud and steadier call of crickets, the sound of wind rustling through dry leaves serving to barely mute them. The chair Remus is sitting in has grown much more uncomfortable and if he touches it he'll realize it's moss-covered and cold, a boulder that's only barely illuminated by the newly visible moon poking through the cover of forest above.

That illusion covers every sense just as Sasuke had promised, thoroughly convincing and gripping, and thus all the more jarring when it slowly begins to fade away and drag Remus right back into consciousness of his actual surroundings, red eyes still staring at him unblinkingly whenever he readjusts. ]

... seems it worked. [ Welcome back to a spaceship instead. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

[It's like Loki's illusion: overwhelming and all-encompassing, virtually indistinguishable from reality. It's a sweet fantasy-- it reminds him of the Forbidden Forest, of the autumn nights spent running through the trees, his muscles burning in exertion, his rage tempered only a bit.

But the illusion fades-- slowly, unpleasantly, and Remus shudders as he comes back to reality.]

A dangerous ability.

[He clears his throat.]

My god. That was . . . thank you. For that. For the demonstration.

[eyeforaneye]

[ Sasuke leans forward from where he's now also seated, elbow resting on his knee and eyes finally darkening again. ]

Take a moment. [ simply ]

I'm aware of how jarring it can be. I've been subjected to enough of them in my life. [ And none of them like that, that's for certain. Still, it's good to know that he's regaining another ability, bit by bit. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He fancies he can still smell the wind, feel the rock underneath him. It's jarring, yeah, and he takes a few deep breaths, centering himself.]

I can't imagine dealing with that more than a few times.

[eyeforaneye]

It can be damaging. [ He's not going to sugarcoat that, either. ]

Someone else in my family possessed Tsukuyomi, an illusory technique that allows the user to control time within the illusion as well. One second of eye contact and you could be forced to experience days of illusions.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Christ. I'd be more surprised if it wasn't damaging-- in a number of ways, I'd wager. Psychologically, neurologically . . . it must take a lot of self-control.

[eyeforaneye]

I'm not skilled enough to manipulate time like that. Perhaps with more practice.

The strain of actually casting the illusion is minimal compared to receiving many of them. What I did to you wasn't at all harmful and I won't push it much further; you can relax.

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He nods. Oddly enough, he trusts Sasuke won't.]

I don't mean to keep bombarding you-- you can ask about my world, or-- or the wolf, if you'd like, but-- if you don't mind, I'd love to hear about more abilities in your world.

[eyeforaneye]

[ ... ]

I don't like talking very much. It's not my skill. [ Despite how deliberate and well-spoken he actually naturally is, clearly very smart but his bluntness and lack of general emotional and social awareness has gotten him into plenty of hot water over the years. ]

Take the time to tell me about yours instead.

[theshabbiestofmen]

All right.

[Fair enough, and Sasuke has told him a great deal already. Remus settles in, thinking for a moment. The other man had seemed most interested in Moony, so--]

I mentioned you could become a werewolf if I nicked you, bit you, that sort of thing. That holds true even now, although obviously it would be a great deal harder. But then again, I'm the most human looking werewolf I know-- I lived among a colony of them for a time, and most had enlarged canines, yellow eyes, the lot of it. I hadn't even known that was an option, but-- I hadn't known a lot of things.

[eyeforaneye]

Are you afraid of standing out if you change to become like that too?

[ Sasuke pauses after that question, thinking back to what he's observed throughout this meeting and in the brief conversations before it, yet again.

... no, he doesn't think that Remus seems like he'd have a problem standing out as long as he was exemplary or competent. Maybe he'd feel that expectations of him would change, that he'd obviously be treated differently. Then again, Sasuke has a generally bad track record when it comes to reading people. ]

I suppose it would be impossible for those developments to occur if you took that potion regularly.