[OPEN~] Bollocks

[corvus_corax]

Liuetenant Colonel Uchiha Shisui isn't sure what hit him, but the last thing he was staring at was the tail end of Group Captain Uchiha Itachi's Typhoon F2 (which was a pretty neat beauty, by the way) and then he had glanced down to sneak a peek at the Bermuda Triangle they were flying over. He had just joked about getting sucked into the Triangle and had been in the middle of a ghost story when this happened.

Except he doesn't know what this is.

His baby's down and she's burning, and Shisui scrambles to grab his canteen before she literally explodes.

With the explosion right behind him and just managing to escape, Shisui dives behind a rock to shield himself from the debris and choking air. And yet, amidst all this, he feels the urge to keep himself calm and sane by reaching over to his canteen and unscrewing the cap for a swig of bourbon. 

Except, you know, it's drier than the Sahara in there.

He stares down into the empty vessel and clicks his tongue, tasting soot and dirt. "...This isn't even vaguely American, but I'm thinking it's relevant. BOLLOCKS!" What's the worst that could happen, though? 

Hm. ...How about standing in unknown territory? No, really. Where was he? 

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[youngesthokage]

He stared at him a moment, then made a rather aggrieved noise and knelt beside him, immediately pulling a container from a pocket on his leg. "I've found it easier to impart in direct fashion rather than going 'my version of you' when sharing such details. As you're clearly alive, it cannot be true of you. Unless, of course, you're one of those who -did- die before arriving? In which case I will apologize for prodding at sore topics."

He twisted the cap off, revealing a dense cream before he set the jar aside,all business as he moved to check the extent of the damage. My Shisui's talents were speed and illusion, not long distance decapitation. I leave things like that to the wind users in the village, thank you."

/crawls back on here >_> sorry, had to run around while I got legal docs sorted

[shunshinoshishi]

"Maybe you didn't have to tell me anything. Ever think about that?" He's folding back his pants leg so that his wound's not leaking all over. Gross. "We could have been like 'Hey!' and 'Hey, who are you and do you know where I could get some beer?' And it would have been the start of a beautiful friendship~ Also no, I haven't died. Not that I recall."

Wait. Have a weird look, because now you've got him thinking along the lines of c-r-a-z-y, Itachi. "Not that it's something normal people would recall." He is very normal, thank you very much.

"Speed and illusions, hm? I don't know about illusions, but my baby's the fast one." He looks to the burning wreckage in the distance. "Miss her already."

And Shisui is totally walking on ahead. "No more hocus pocus. Got a real doctor around here somewhere? And I'm thirsty."

No worries, life happens!

[youngesthokage]

"We have an apothecary, but I haven't actually -seen- anyone who would qualify as a proper medic-nin yet. I told you because your timeline seems very... strange. Most at least know the basics of Shinobi life that I've come across here, unlike yourself. Not knowing at least basic details about this sort of thing can be dangerous for you, and not knowing what others expect when they see you can be just as bad."

He collected his things, moved after him, and grabbed the back of his shirt. "Sit. You're getting burn cream on that before you get an infection to set in."

=D

[shunshinoshishi]

Apothecary? Seriously...? "Apothecary? How many centuries back are we talking here? I'm from the year 2010." Hold on. Would this actually be where the lost World War Two soldiers ended up after they disappeared off the face of the earth flying over the Bermuda Triangle? That wasn't even a century ago, but it still seemed like ages. Except the other man was talking about that shinobi thing again and Shisui had no idea what that was.

"So... What's shinobi life like?" Was this shinobi land and were the natives shinobians? Did they speak shinobese? So many questions.

And woah there. You did not grab his shirt. This is Shisui almost getting that lightning fast tornado kick to meet Itachi's face, but then stopping short with his foot still in the air, debris having risen all over them and still settling even if he was as still as ever. How he managed to control himself enough to stop that kick from meeting the side of the other's head, he has no idea. But he does realize that he'd only been overreacting, and promptly brings his foot down, staggering a bit to overcome the inertia of that move. "Sorry-- Just. Don't do that without warning, yeah?" Reflexes. But still, if you were wondering about how fast he was, that was his beginner level...

But one look at that cream and Shisui is shaking his head vehemently. "Er nope, I'm good." It's pretty bad; he's afraid of fingers squishing their way through burned flesh. "Let's go get something to drink. I can pour it on there and everything will be sterile." Good plan?

[corvus_corax]

ooc: rofl oops! used the wrong account and had no idea >___> My bad xD

[youngesthokage]

If anything, the counterattack seemed to ease some of the worried tension that had been in Itachi's frame. "So you -do- have some self defense abilities. Good. Now. Sit. This is burn cream that any Uchiha with a brain learns how to make as a small child, so let me tend to the burn." He narrowed his eyes. "I have no doubt in my mind that if I need to I could wrestle you into it, but I'd rather not -need- to."

He had let go of him though. "A shinobi life is one of battle, mostly, but there are always the oddball missions for the young ones like fence painting and babysitting. Precursers for bodyguarding and the like. I believe we're better known in civilian circles as ninja?"

(OOC: No worries, these things happen and I thought it might have been intentional ::coughs:: guess not. I've seen -that- Shisui before though! Never threaded with you before this though I think.)

[corvus_corax]

"...I'm in the armed forces, what did you expect?" Jeez, just because he wasn't flailing around throwing bombs at ya. He would have fought, but he's not interested in pitching a fight upon arrival when he could get directions to a pub <3 "And I have a fully functional brain, thank you very much. And it's just a second degree burn. I won't get gangrene." Not yet, but soon, of course. But he does lean against that rock and roll up his pants leg.

And Shisui just-- Watch as he blinks and tries to comprehend what he's reading off your lips, Itachi. "You've got to be kidding me. Ninja? No frikkin' way!" Actually, he's rather excited by the prospect. "So do you have shuriken and poof off in a cloud of smoke and make clones of yourself?"

Shisui watches anime... We're off to a wonderful start here |8


ooc: That one is canon!Shisui XD All of 15/16 years old. I also play him blind, in the event that he faked his death and er-- never really died. That was redundant <.<' Played him at Niteo Nix for a bit :3

[youngesthokage]

"Smoke is an indicator that you put too much chakra into your jutsu, actually." It was a murmur as he crouched, re-opening the jar and examining the wound for debris first before anything else. If it was just burns, on the cream would go.

"I prefer kunai to shuriken. Sasuke is the one who is -truly- fond of straight shuriken but, well, swords. As for clones, yes, that's simple enough, if a bit draining. The 'poofing' as you put it, was your specialty, my you that is."