nine crows (朱) voice/action (forward-dated to morning)

[yourhatred]

[He can see. That's the first thing he realizes when he wakes up, staring at the ceiling. His eyesight isn't the best, still rather blurred, but it's there.

The next thing he notices is that his size is off. Again. And this isn't his bed. Very similar to his bed, yes, but not his. Neither is this his room, which means this probably isn't his apartment at all.

At least he's not a child again, and as he stands up to examine himself he realizes he's only been de-aged about...

...wait a minute.

He activates his Sharingan and blinks rapidly. There's something very different about it, and he walks briskly to the nearby bathroom in order to look at himself.

Ah. This was problematic.

Sasuke's face stares back at him, and he knows even as he looks at it that this must be his brother's apartment, meaning his younger sibling is most likely in HIS body in a similar situation. At least they'd each know where the other lived now.

Unsure how angry to be with the Malnosso for this, Itachi spends the next few minutes stretching and getting to know this body's basic capabilities. He would have to have a... discussion with his brother later in regards to his eyes.

He needs to get in contact with someone about this, but who is currently in a state to be contacted?]

[Filtered to Shikamaru, Chouji, and Shino]
Respond back if you're getting this.

[He'll be roaming the center of town, the barracks, and the area near his own apartment complex looking for his brother or anyone familiar.]

((responses will come from felltoirony))

Comments

[felltoirony.livejournal.com]

Why do you say that?

[alittleninja.livejournal.com]

'Cause after what I did it's fair.

[felltoirony.livejournal.com]

You've done nothing to me.

[alittleninja.livejournal.com]

...

[wait, really?]

I didn't?

[felltoirony.livejournal.com]

Not as far as I'm aware.

[alittleninja.livejournal.com]

But you- [no, wait. If he really doesn't know? It's better not to tell him. And if he does but he forgot, why remind him?

Following him inside is a better option.]

[felltoirony.livejournal.com]

[He leads her inside. He's never actually spoken long with anyone who helps run it, but he's pretty sure they'll give her a hand.]

Just pick a chair. Do you like tea?

[alittleninja.livejournal.com]

[she climbs carefully into a chair and sits. Really she prefers to kneel, but that's pretty tough right now]

...Yeah.

[felltoirony.livejournal.com]

I'll get you something then.

Try to relax.

[alittleninja.livejournal.com]

['Try to relax.' That was, strangely, reassuring enough that she actually does relax, slumping a little in the chair and pulling her cold hands into her sleeves.]

[felltoirony.livejournal.com]

Do you have a preference? In tea, I mean.

[alittleninja.livejournal.com]

Just plain.

[felltoirony.livejournal.com]

All right. Plain, then. [He'll just go back and get that for her, returning shortly to set it down on the table before taking a seat himself.]

[alittleninja.livejournal.com]

[picks up the tea with her unbandaged hand and blows on it before sipping it carefully]

Thanks.

[felltoirony.livejournal.com]

[He just watches.] How long have you been here?

[alittleninja.livejournal.com]

Just a day.

[yourhatred.livejournal.com]

As in you arrived here yesterday or today?

[alittleninja.livejournal.com]

Y-Yesterday morning!

[the intense face? Kind of intimidating]

[felltoirony.livejournal.com]

Where did you sleep last night?

[alittleninja.livejournal.com]

In this one house.

[felltoirony.livejournal.com]

Inside, then. Good.

[alittleninja.livejournal.com]

...It's too cold to stay outside all night.

[felltoirony.livejournal.com]

It's too cold to be sitting out for long periods during the day, as well.

[alittleninja.livejournal.com]

I wasn't staying in that guy's house.

[felltoirony.livejournal.com]

...That guy's?