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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! ]

Comments

[eyeforaneye]

Sounds convenient. But it's fine like this; I never cared for doing things the easy way.

[ No, he can't really imagine a scenario in which their places were switched and he doesn't want to. His struggles have become much too fundamental to his identity. ]

Hold out your right hand, palm up.

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He obeys, albeit just a little nervously-- he sees that knife, and-- well, it's not like he thinks he's going to be stabbed, but then again Sasuke had just thrown a bunch of knives at him. But probably he won't stab him. Probably.]

[eyeforaneye]

[ Sasuke reaches out to take that knife back from Remus after his attention is also brought back to it, spinning it once... before thankfully tucking it away again, not particularly interested in interacting with Remus's blood more than necessary after all. Who knows what could happen. ]

Don't be so unsure. [ He suddenly grips Remus's wrist, a calloused thumb swiping a rough line over veins before he's focusing chakra there, allowing him to feel just enough pressure and warmth that it's noticeable. ]

... hm. Are you able to channel your energy into your hand? It may require extra focus for someone like you.

[theshabbiestofmen]

[His fingers curl, inhaling slightly as he feels the warmth there. It's like magic and not-- it's the same warm energy he finds when he grips his wand, when he calls it to his hand.

It takes some concentration-- more than he usually does. But he manages it, warmth extending into each of his fingers, and nods.]

Like that?

[eyeforaneye]

[ He can feel it immediately, attuned to that energy and waiting for it, hardly needing the sharingan to aid him in tracking that concentration of chakra. ]

Somewhat. It's clear to me that you have enough chakra, you just aren't utilizing enough of it when you're focusing. It's too weak. [ It's like those push-ups he'd down before. He's capable, sure, but unpracticed. ]

I expected that.

[theshabbiestofmen]

All right.

[He tries not to be offended at that. It's easier than before; just a tinge of it, easily pushed away. Remus stares down at his hand, mouth pursed as he tries to concentrate. Summoning magic to a specific part of himself isn't something he's ever done before-- but it's not impossible. Slowly, flickering back and forth, his hand gathers energy.]

[eyeforaneye]

[ He doesn't look away, noting Remus's increased effort and waiting -- as patiently as he ever can -- for the result. Again he wants to be critical but he wouldn't have expected instant perfection. Just demand it. Like an asshole.

His own chakra flares up in response, pushing back to try to spur Remus's on further before he finally pulls his own hand back. ]

If you practice strengthening and maintaining it you may be able to make use of it after all.

[theshabbiestofmen]

[It's difficult not because of the technique, but because it's so foreign to him. Still, even as Sasuke pulls his hand back, Remus maintains the flow of energy, keeping it in the palm of his hand.]

Another exercise to add to my list, hm?

[But he will. He wants to try and learn this new method of magic, just as he wants to learn wandless magic. Not for power's sake, but for knowledge's.]

[eyeforaneye]

One in which I expect you to perform better.

Control of your chakra will start with your fuller understanding and awareness of it, which will in term come from meditation and the familiarization of your paths of energy. You aren't a physical person and thus already seem incredibly out of touch with your body. [ Gentle as ever. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

You meditate?

[He ignores that insult in favor of the question. Much easier that way.]

[eyeforaneye]

[ You're so patient, Remus. ]

Yes. [ A pause. ]

Don't tell me you're going to ask me to teach you that too.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Surprising as it may seem, I'm simply interested in you.

[He has no idea how to meditate, but like hell he'll ask after that.]

[eyeforaneye]

I'm not difficult to work out. I'm an honest person.

[ One of these two statements is -- sort of -- true. ]

So sure, it's hard to believe. Just be direct with me.

[theshabbiestofmen]

I hardly said you were difficult. But your world is so different than mine that it's difficult to know what's similar and what's different. Meditation isn't precisely common in my world.

[Nope still not admitting it.]

[eyeforaneye]

And yet you're familiar enough with it that you don't require a teacher, is that how it is?

[theshabbiestofmen]

[Oh god damn it Sasuke.]

Please just let me get to know you without making it into an argument.

[eyeforaneye]

When it's genuine and you aren't acting full of shit, I'll consider it. Straightforward honesty is important to me.

[ It's a never-ending struggle. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

I'm not acting-- for god's sake, just because I asked you a question!

[eyeforaneye]

Which I answered, and then you chose to deflect from my following question and point by acting like you're genuinely interested in me. Tell me what you're actually feeling in this exact second.

[ The needling doesn't let up, instead just pushing him further and further. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

First off--

[It's growled out, as only a werewolf can growl; there's a hint of a snarl there, and perhaps his canines sharpen just a touch.]

I am genuinely interested in you, I'm not just asking these questions for my health. Secondly, perhaps I wouldn't bloody well deflect if you didn't put a toll on asking a bloody question and simply answered them, instead of acting like an arrogant little prat every time someone doesn't know something you do!

1/3

[eyeforaneye]

2/3

[eyeforaneye]

3/3

[eyeforaneye]

There. Was that really so difficult? You're far too bottled up.

[theshabbiestofmen]

I'm English! It's a by-product!

[He shouts that out too, still worked up from that little rant. But he exhales harshly after a moment, glancing away, the anger draining from him. It's not in his nature to remain angry.]

And so are you, in your own way. It's like pulling teeth, asking you things.

[eyeforaneye]

That's your nationality? I can't envision a whole country of people like you.

[ Or at least he can't envision how they'd function. Just like a whole country of Sasukes and how that would be an utter disaster for everyone involved. ]

It's good for me to be reserved with my emotions. All the same, I've answered your questions patiently; how much more are you expecting?