Itachi sure was lucky. Shisui would mourn the loss of his baby in just a few minutes, of course, but right now, he was preoccupied with mourning the absence of all that bourbon. He noted the gaping hole on the side of the canteen he was holding, and all at once, his questions as to where the rum-- er, whiskey went were answered. It wasn't exactly the answer he was hoping for, but it was better than finding out that Mills had poured it out for him.
He was just a little too busy coming to terms with the fact that he'd crash landed at all before he began to wonder-- and then fear-- for what may have happened to Itachi. Holy shit, Itachi!!
Shisui would have stood up and run off to find the other, but that right there was a huge chunk of his door flying overhead and landing a few meters in front of him, flames licking whatever was left of it. He stared at the piece of burning metal for a long time before he vaguely picks up the sound of his name... and a very familiar voice.
Crawling from his sanctuary, Shisui peers over the edge of the rock and spots Itachi. Funny how the guy's uniform was all brand spanking new-looking while Shisui's was covered in soot. He wiped some of the black from his face, smearing residue all over it on accident. "Over here!" That right there was a broken canteen waving at you, Itachi. Not to mention, a very relieved looking Shisui.
"Everything jammed," he managed to rasp out, choking on painfully dry air. He staggered, obviously, left ear bleeding and his balance thrown off. If he was being louder than usual, it wasn't because he was mad or excited; he was just mostly deaf.
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He was just a little too busy coming to terms with the fact that he'd crash landed at all before he began to wonder-- and then fear-- for what may have happened to Itachi. Holy shit, Itachi!!
Shisui would have stood up and run off to find the other, but that right there was a huge chunk of his door flying overhead and landing a few meters in front of him, flames licking whatever was left of it. He stared at the piece of burning metal for a long time before he vaguely picks up the sound of his name... and a very familiar voice.
Crawling from his sanctuary, Shisui peers over the edge of the rock and spots Itachi. Funny how the guy's uniform was all brand spanking new-looking while Shisui's was covered in soot. He wiped some of the black from his face, smearing residue all over it on accident. "Over here!" That right there was a broken canteen waving at you, Itachi. Not to mention, a very relieved looking Shisui.
"Everything jammed," he managed to rasp out, choking on painfully dry air. He staggered, obviously, left ear bleeding and his balance thrown off. If he was being louder than usual, it wasn't because he was mad or excited; he was just mostly deaf.