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[There's a figure clothed all in black and deep feathers of the same color sitting on the edge of the fountain. He's wearing a rather distinctive headdress, the fact that his outfit isn't more native american than it is possibly attributed to his struggles against the full transformation.

The blind man says nothing, nor spares attention to anyone that passes him by unless they address him first.

Dark birds of all shapes and sizes have gathered around his feet and all around the edges of the fountain as well. They are also eerily silent, scattering as anyone approaches on to return to the same spot at the first opportunity.]

((Itachi will be playing the role of Raven, the trickster.))

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[No deviating from the path yet, and there's the bridge ahead. And the river.]

Mmhm. Should you win, are you going to want something from me?

[Since the theme is fairytales for this experiment... he's going to assume the deck's stacked in favor of the house. There's always a hidden catch or several to these challenges (fine print, man), winnings that turn out to be a curse (always a fixture in tales about greed), and a price to be paid if you lose.

And well, shinobi.

It won't be as easy as it appears.]

I haven't decided yet.

[There's nothing he really wants from Law, yet he feels the need to devise a trade of some sort anyway.]

[That's... disappointing. In a way.]

Aa. [There's a thoughtful distracted pause and his voice turns distant and curious.] Going to throw this question right back at you, Itachi... is there anything you desire?

[Uh oh.

Better catch him... he's going in the direction of the woods towards CH2.]

[Itachi watches him with a raised brow for a moment before resting a hand on his shoulder and steering him back down the correct path.]

Most of the things I want are not easily obtainable through a few tricks.

[...

... snapping back to reality now.

Frustrated sighing and he rubs his temples briefly.]

Thanks.

Edited 2011-10-04 00:14 (UTC)

[A slightly arched eyebrow and a teasing tone.] Planning a little trickery in this challenge of yours, eh? [Well, of course. Expecting nothing less.]

Edited 2011-10-04 00:25 (UTC)

It is unfortunately in my nature right now.

[Shaking his head slightly. Pirate - he doesn't mind this. You don't mind if he gets tricky about this too, huh?] Sounds fun.

Good. I'd hate for you to disapprove.

[Stretching an arm slightly.] Disapprove? Hardly. I -

MRAOW!

Oh dear. How does she keep getting out?

[There is one irate black kitten sitting on the steps of House 22, swishing her tail, before striding forward to tangle herself around both of their legs.

You.

Where have you been, buddy? I'M HUNGRY!]

You're lucky she knows where to return to.

[Something her size would be prey to some within the forest.

...He bends down to give her scritches between her ears.]

I'm glad for it. I would hate for her to get lost in the brush behind the house. As it is, it isn't good for her to be out alone.

[No kidding. Like raccoons for starters and working our way up from there.

He'll just unlock and open the door while you scritch the cat. Who is going to eagerly lean in to those fingers for moooooooore please.]

After you.

I think perhaps Amaya is wary of going down several flights of stairs, so I've been lucky thus far.

[Itachi scoops up the cat to bring her inside with them.]

[Wha wha what? ... oh. Okay. Sumire's just going to squeak in surprise and then make herself comfortable in your arms. MOAR PETTINGS PLEASE.

...

Dude... why are you dressed up as food?]

Those stairs would be intimidating for any kitten. Let's hope your luck holds. [Said while padding through the main entrance way and the closed door to a bedroom, past the living room, and into the kitchen (the pelts are getting tossed on the the back of a chair, now that he's in his own home and not in public). There's rummaging through the fridge and chopped fish is pulled out for Sumire and spooned into a food dish in the corner. That's one thing done. Now he grabs a beer for you.]

Make yourself at home. I shouldn't be long.

[And he's off to grab clothes from upstairs and hit the shower (which sadly he has to come right back down for as it's on the main floor.)]

[The cat is set down once they're inside with the door closed so that she can get to her food.

Itachi accepts the beer but doesn't open it. They'll be going out soon, after all.

He waits patiently for Law's return, seemingly not at all bothered by his current attire.]

[It's less get at her food and more CHAAAAARGE! ATTACK! OM NOM NOM! The kitten will be busy for the next little while as she devours what's set out for her.

As for her owner... well, it's a quick shower as he said. Not as quick as he'd like, but the body paint is proving a pain to scrub off, as several soft paint stripping curses coming from the bathroom attest. But soon enough the tap's turned off, and Law towels himself dry and dresses. The bathroom door opens to the living room and Law blinks as steam escapes behind him.

Huh. He didn't drink it. Or. Even open it. Huuuuh, and Law knows Itachi drinks.]

Oh. Not a beer drinker, Itachi?

Not particularly. But I also thought it would be better to wait until we were actually at the bar and socializing.

[Itachi drinks, yes, but aside from rare occasions he doesn't like to do so alone or in large quantities. Standing around drinking a beer while his friend gets ready just isn't his thing.]

Aa... I see.

[Okay. We are intrigued. You mentioned Bar. And Socializing. In the same sentence. He likes this.

Slow smile.]

... now you've got me curious. Are you planning something like a drinking contest?

Don't be ridiculous.

[He's almost smirking.] I'd lose.

Somehow I am confident you'd find a way to hold your own anyway, Itachi. [You ninjas. Always with a few tricks.]

Okay... should I ask what you have in mind now, or should I wait to be surprised at the bar?

Edited 2011-10-10 07:04 (UTC)

I don't know why you'd believe I'd have anything in mind.

Were we not simply going to chat?

I believe you mentioned something about only on the condition you allow me to challenge you in some matter, earlier?

Did I? I suppose I did.

This doesn't have to have anything to do with the actual act of drinking, though.

[Okay, so the challenge isn't going to come with the actual act of drinking.]

Aa... I see.

Don't be too worried.

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