Uchiha Itachi (
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one_long_mission2012-12-17 09:53 pm
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Preparing for the festival.
He had a neat pile next to him on the counter, black and silver leather rabbit god mask at the very top. It was a bit morbid, the story of that, but it seemed like everything about this festival was morbid, so that was actually appropriate, in a way. He had the pale off white and frost blue kimono pulled most of the way up his shoulders, and he turned carefully one way, then the other as he examined himself in the mirror.
The reason? He was playing around with Oiroke, but he was doing it behind a closed door in the bathroom, and he sincerely hoped no one came to see what was taking him so long. He was just... curious. After all, he'd never spent much time in the shape and he had a memory of doing so.
Still, did it really change so little about his appearance?
The reason? He was playing around with Oiroke, but he was doing it behind a closed door in the bathroom, and he sincerely hoped no one came to see what was taking him so long. He was just... curious. After all, he'd never spent much time in the shape and he had a memory of doing so.
Still, did it really change so little about his appearance?
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Hugging his arm a little closer, she glanced up with a bit of a softer smile. "Thank you for coming with me, I know you didn't want to~"
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He indicated a booth that had lots of bottles and rings to try and throw around the bottle neck from a distance. True, from the standard distance it would be too easy... But who said they'd use the standard distance?
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He took a breath of his own, closing his eyes before scanning the bottles. His eyes were still black, but with the way he was focusing one could have almost sworn his Sharingan was on. At last, quick as lightning, the right was thrown and nearly knocked the bottle down from how suddenly the ring impacted against it, whirling around rapidly until it finally settled into a still standing position.
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She twirled her fingers through the rings, then crossed her arms, lowered her weight, and let them both fly. It's not with the same kind of speed as Sasuke, but they still land flawlessly around the two bottles, spinning around the glass.
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