third; text/action

[eyeforaneye]

Who: Uchiha Sasuke+victims
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: S.S. Huntress
When: Now

[text]

I have thins to say. [ Many, many thins. ]

Violence is normal. And that's not all. If your perception of your own relaity involves limitations stopping your goals... alter that perception. Don't make an excuse. Don't be nice about it. Just change reality.

And I fixed one of those blenders. And I'm not as weird as people think I am. Fuck you all.

[ Really, there are three people to blame for this utter travesty. One of them is Sasuke himself, obviously. One is Obi-Wan, who'd supplied the alcohol that had gotten Sasuke into this state. The last one is Ino, who thought challenging Sasuke to drink would be a fantastic idea. ]

[action]

[ He can be found in various places on the Huntress and in varying stages of inebriation. Trying and failing to cook something edible? Check. Lying in his room staring at the ceiling in the dark? Check. Still in Obi-Wan's room challenging either Ino or the Jedi to an arm-wrestling contest? Probably.

This is what happens when you've never drunk before and weigh approximately nothing. ]

[closed to Ino and Obi-Wan]

I'll take another drink when I finish this text. [ So he says to Obi-Wan and Ino while staring intensely at his communicator, clearly thinking the rambling of an absolutely insane seventeen-year-old is something the fleet needs to be subjected to right this minute.

Also, he can't even remember whose turn it is. Or what the rules are. Or if they're still playing a game that isn't just 'get drunk and die in a ditch'. ]

Comments

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[passingthrough]

You can spell perception but not thing?

[She missed you, kid. Not that you know who she is. But, you know, the world is a strange place where sometimes you land in more than one multidimensional trap. Also, this is totally how you show someone you care. Especially ninjas.]

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[eyeforaneye]

[ Give him a moment to actually squint down at the response, willing the words to stop dancing long enough for him to read them all in one neat line. ]

I'm very skilled.

[ Which in no way answers the damn question. ]

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[passingthrough]

Yes, one day they'll sing songs about your typing adventures.

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[eyeforaneye]

Tey should sing about more important things I've done, if anything. What a waste.

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[passingthrough]

Why don't you write a few lyrics to get them started?

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[eyeforaneye]

Corruption in the shadows
smiles in the light.
He ventured into that dark place
to end their very blight.

Trials overcome
mistakes were made.
But the future of the village
was written in black flame.

[ challenge accepted. It's no Fall Out Boy but it's a start. ]

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[passingthrough]

[Did that really just happen? Sasuke, did you just have that lying around? Do you write sad poetry when no one's around?]

You are very drunk right now, aren't you?

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[eyeforaneye]

I'm immaculate.

We all perceive sobreity in different ways.

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[passingthrough]

[You are trying to prove you aren't as weird as people think you are by being much weirder, aren't you?]

You could have just said yes.

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[eyeforaneye]

[ goddammit ]

I thought I was handling it well.

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[passingthrough]

You're doing fine. [Well, he could be doing worse.]

We haven't met. [Here.] So I don't have a lot of context.

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[eyeforaneye]

Then why did you just say I wa

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[eyeforaneye]

I dropped it and it sent early.

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[passingthrough]

[She could explain the unevenness in her response, or she could just assume he's already forgotten.]

Of course you did. Everything okay?

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[eyeforaneye]

[ Look, he's doing his best. ]

This is a new experience but Iv'e surivved worse.

Who are you?

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[passingthrough]

Kitty Pryde. Newish here.

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[eyeforaneye]

'Newish' is unbearably unspecific, I wont' accept it.

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[passingthrough]

39 days. How is your acceptance feeling now?

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[eyeforaneye]

Very well, that's fine.

Newer than I am. Are you missing any limbs?

Re: Text

[passingthrough]

No. Should I be? [Where is your mind at, Sasuke?]

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[eyeforaneye]

[ Drowning at the bottom of a pool of liquor. ]

I suppose not, I was just trying to make conversation.

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[passingthrough]

Are you missing one?

[He wasn't last time she saw him.]

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[eyeforaneye]

I prefer to say I impressivly retained three limbs.

[ You know. To fight his pessimist-flavored realism for two seconds. ]

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[passingthrough]

In that case, congratulations. Recently? Arm?

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[eyeforaneye]

Recently arm.

[ Yes, confirmed. ]

We'll ahve to find some different common ground then.