[When Sasuke looks up, a small figure is staring down into the bowl where the coin lays in solitude, tiny hands gripping the sides of their shrouded head. Their voice is childlike and tentative.]
[Sasuke will find Ruin sitting in the parlor, scattering the crushed flower petals all over the piano. Because ... who knows? Decoration? Wild. Anyway, when she enters, she turns to Sasuke with a girlish giggle.]
[There's someone leaning on Sasuke's statue the next time he finds himself alone in the courtyard. She beckons him closer with one hand, stance leisurely as she waits for him to come closer.]
I thought we should get to know each other now that you're my follower and all.
Thankfully, Sasuke isn't scared to approach. He has enough crave of death to give him an overabundance of confidence, but he's wary enough to stop at least a foot away.]
[If Sasuke thought he'd escaped he was sorely mistaken. By now, Merriment's heard about what happened in the east wing with that young girl who spoke to Justice and said words that caused hackles to raise and a stab of irritation at their core.
As such, at some point on Tuesday Sasuke's probably in the lab working on whatever he's doing, but from a higher shelf comes a voice.]
You know, I was willing to give everything a pass and let it go. But then I heard the most interesting story about you. Can you guess what it was?
Sasuke doesn't jump so much as simply snap his head up from the armbands, the tools, and the wires. He's trying His Best, but he's probably going to have to ask Ray to help. He doesn't have ninjutsu here.]
[When Sasuke enters the parlor, he'll find a very simple set-up on a small coffee table with two chairs next to it. Snacks, tea, etc seem to await him and the lotus is in a small bowl of water as a centerpiece.
Beauty's calmly waiting, seated in a highback chair with their legs crossed (right over left) at the knee. Their arms rest on the armrests (as one does) and there's a very slight cant of their head as Sasuke approaches.]
[Wow, no wonder the tangerine is attached to this place like an ugly, orange mollusk. He glances around, then at the lotus, then at Beauty. For a moment, he hesitates, like he might change his mind and go back out.
But then he slowly sits in the empty chair.]
You know I'm satisfying a rule.
[He knows Beauty knows, and he knows there shouldn't be any high hopes. But hm. There's a few gods he hasn't spoke to yet, and here he is.]
[Cunning is in the armory today against the wall of swords that Sasuke's probably familiar with by now. As he enters, he'll find that Cunning's holding onto the map in their hands.]
You're lucky I'm not in the mood to kill you right now and get this over with. [But they're interested in what Sasuke has to say.]
[In fact, this is probably the stiffest, most structured Sasuke has held himself with any god. It isn't peacocking, but it's clear there's respect in he thinks they are somehow equals.]
[In the game room, Merriment's seated on the billiard table and looking at this kazoo very carefully. It's not like he can play it, and yet somehow there's the sound of the kazoo making noise? Must be the wind.]
I can think of a lot of people to bug with this. Thanks. [He sounds a little devious but that's because Sasuke's unleashed a great evil.] What's up?
As long as it isn't me. [He's already been... bugging himself. Almost literally? He not only looks different, but seems different. For one, he's in a very stupid ass outfit from the costume hall.
Secondly, he's hunched and burrowed in the layers like he might be cold.] I came to tell you I'm defecting.
Hey. [Said in a kind of, "Yo" way without it being a yo.] I thought you might have needed me, but it doesn't look like you do. You're the big one on top now.
[Carefully, he takes something folded out of his pocket, and then he crouches down so he'll be a bit more level with Sean. He holds his hand out. A little paper crane sits in the palm of his hand.]
[Sasuke will find Cunning lurking around the fighting arena, just overseeing the area and watching people come in and out. Upon seeing Sasuke, he lifts his head and calls out to him.]
[Well. I hope you didn't expect Sincerity not to wear the bow tie, because the god is definitely wearing it. Robes? Check. Mask? Check. Totally ostentatious bow tie? Checkity-check-check-check.
Sincerity is lounging by the pool, waiting for him.]
[Well. He's in luck because he'll find her at the shrine again in the same spot. The fox is running around collecting things and checking over the area. Miraculously, no one else is around and as she hears Sasuke's footsteps she looks up.]
Welcome back, Sasuke-san. [It's the same gentle and curious tone. She doesn't beckon him closer but seems to wait for him to make that choice. ] We can go somewhere else if you want.
Sasuke. [The -san is formal which he, strangely, doesn't feel as if it's deserved, no matter how close dropping it makes it seem to some people.] Here is fine.
[His eye trails up after the fox doing its fox thing.]
[Sasuke will find that Beauty is in the parlor and Senri's sweater is apparently tucked out of sight because??? A table is set with tea and noodles but he's more concerned with what the hell thi ninja is up to.]
Back so soon, Uchiha-kun? It's nice to see you again. [He. Thinks...]
[Sasuke trusts it'll get back to Senri if it's given to Beauty. It's fine.]
Mm. [So far, he hasn't jumped back into the Hot Topic clothes yet. For once, it feels better to be in the traditional pants and kimono shirt.] I'm here for the rule.
Because someone told me you're good at keeping secrets.
[Seeing Sean actually puts him in... a decent mood. He's no good at smiling really, but there's a hint of one at the corner of his mouth before it fades.]
We'll see. It's why I came to see you. I need a task from you so I can have a favor. I don't know if it's something you can make me or not.
[Sasuke will enter the wing and find himself drawn back to the academy, entering the central building and moving toward the salon that's been decked out with games, tea and more for entertaining guests. At the center of it all, Beauty sits poring over a game of backgammon, studying it for a moment before he makes a move on the board.]
Welcome, Uchiha-kun. Do you know how to play? [A nod toward the game.]
[When he comes up to stop, he peers at the board for a moment. And then he reaches out to take up the dice and roll them both. 4-2. He moves the dedignate piece on his side four over and then he moves another two.
And then he sits opposite Beauty.]
I need a favor, but not one for a task. A personal favor. A small one.
On the one hand, Ambition would dearly like to avoid everyone involved with that meeting over the weekend, thank you very much. On the other hand, Sasuke actually approaching her for something is something of a novelty.
So she waits for him in the beauty salon, lingering near the shelves of nail polish along the far wall.]
What's the favor?
[Her voice is a little shaky sounding. This hasn't been a good morning.]
[There's a very faint flush to his cheeks he hasn't been able to get rid of since the end of Wednesday. It stays, almost like he has a fever, but he doesn't seem disoriented really.
He seems... distraught.] Get rid of it. Or... do something. Lessen it. I don't care. [As if pained, he fists one hand into the shirt over his chest.] I can't...
Sean looks different. He waits until they're closer, and then he squats down so they're on even ground.] Better than I expected. I can't take full credit.
Senri helped me, and then I put them together. They'll look out for you. They should come talk to you soon. Together.
[Sasuke doesn't move closer, but he also doesn't try to get away.] Entrapta. [It isn't exactly a question.]
It wouldn't have bothered me if she lived. She was... helping a friend. I can't fault her for that. But I'm sorry. That... I had a hand in removing her from the game.
[He's in his room. He can hear the three of them down below, watches over them for a while and he's a little relieved when it seems that they've all fallen asleep. Granted, he wasn't expecting Sasuke to actually activate the trap door and the ladder to descend, so when the boy comes up into the attic space he finds Jack sitting on the floor with his staff spread across his lap. He seems to be binding and unbinding it, but when he looks up he stops to watch Sasuke instead.]
...hey. [At least he doesn't sound disappointed or anything. Just exhausted.]
[On the way up, he tries to clench the grunt in his throat from the weight of his feet on the ladder. He stops with his chest up in the opening, frowning at Jack, like he's unsure whether to bother.
But it hurts too much to stand there, and he doesn't think he's going to be able to really sleep this way, so he hauls himself up into the room and lets everything close behind him.]
[It's easy enough to find Piety, up at the front of the Cathedral, haloed by the light from the stained glass windows he seems to be admiring. At the echoing sound of footsteps, however, he turns around to face Sasuke, a bright smile stretching across his face.]
You've come to see me yourself, this time! I'm so glad!
[He has both hands in the pockets of a sukajan jacket when he gets there; it's black, but the back has a silver serpent coiling up through the rungs of a skeleton's ribs, mixed with purple flowers. Hm.
He glances away, embarrassed, then up toward the windows of the building.]
I was rude last time. Because I didn't want Senri to be right. So... I came to apologize.
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In the armory, Cunning's laying on the floor and seems to be reading this book. Very slowly. But he's reading it and he doesn't quite look up when Sasuke enters the room.]
...I've heard about this one, but I've never read it.
[Sasuke arrives with nothing else but himself, pace easy. He's in a sukajan jacket; black, the back sporting the stitched embroidery of a silver serpent twisting up through the ribs of a skeleton and a bunch of purple flowers. He has his hands in the pockets of it.]
"The art of war teaches us to rely not on the likelihood of the enemy's not coming, but on our own readiness to receive him; not on the chance of his not attacking, but rather on the fact that we have made our position unassailable."
[It's a normal Wednesday. It's Wednesday now because I said so, but anyway, it's a normal day and there's definitely someone disgracing his beautiful piano. It's not Senri; he knows that because Senri at least knows how to play the correct song, but it's as though someone's getting halfway through before giving up.
Loud, disjointed, and annoyed.
As Sasuke keeps fucking around trying to get the song right, a door in the wall opens and a blond teenager steps outside. He shuts the door, leaning against the wall as he watches Sasuke try. He's clearly not expecting anyone given he's in designer jeans and a nice v-neck t-shirt, but he's raising a fine eyebrow as he tilts his head just slightly.]
Offerings work much better if you want my attention, you know.
[The hammers make an awful, but soft clash on the strings inside the piano's belly when the voice speaks up. The top of his spikey head lifts, and he looks through the lid at--
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He's not enthralled, but he is surprised. The voice is familiar enough he knows who it is, and yet, who the fuck?]
His sweater. Why haven't you given it back yet?
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WEEK 1
Are you...giving it back?
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[To release godly stress, he reaches into the bowl to scoop it back up between his fingers. Justice seems........ young. Yikes.]
Worried? The odds aren't exactly very much in your favor.
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WEEK 1
So... you wanted to see me? ♡
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I want to know what world you plan to create if you were to win this game.
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I thought we should get to know each other now that you're my follower and all.
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Thankfully, Sasuke isn't scared to approach. He has enough crave of death to give him an overabundance of confidence, but he's wary enough to stop at least a foot away.]
Disorder.
[Pink. His mosT HATED COLOR NEXT TO ORANGE.]
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WEEK 2, TUESDAY
As such, at some point on Tuesday Sasuke's probably in the lab working on whatever he's doing, but from a higher shelf comes a voice.]
You know, I was willing to give everything a pass and let it go. But then I heard the most interesting story about you. Can you guess what it was?
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Sasuke doesn't jump so much as simply snap his head up from the armbands, the tools, and the wires. He's trying His Best, but he's probably going to have to ask Ray to help. He doesn't have ninjutsu here.]
Are you believing rumors?
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WEEK 3, MONDAY (or whenever is convenient for you)
Beauty's calmly waiting, seated in a highback chair with their legs crossed (right over left) at the knee. Their arms rest on the armrests (as one does) and there's a very slight cant of their head as Sasuke approaches.]
Uchiha-kun. [Pleasant enough, though slightly wary.] Welcome. Please join me? [Sit down, Sasuke.]
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But then he slowly sits in the empty chair.]
You know I'm satisfying a rule.
[He knows Beauty knows, and he knows there shouldn't be any high hopes. But hm. There's a few gods he hasn't spoke to yet, and here he is.]
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WEEK 3, TUESDAY
You're lucky I'm not in the mood to kill you right now and get this over with. [But they're interested in what Sasuke has to say.]
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[In fact, this is probably the stiffest, most structured Sasuke has held himself with any god. It isn't peacocking, but it's clear there's respect in he thinks they are somehow equals.]
Tell me what the map is for.
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WEEK 3, THURSDAY OR FRIDAY YOU PICK
I can think of a lot of people to bug with this. Thanks. [He sounds a little devious but that's because Sasuke's unleashed a great evil.] What's up?
[Who are you trying to destroy today?]
friday bc it's hilarious
As long as it isn't me. [He's already been... bugging himself. Almost literally? He not only looks different, but seems different. For one, he's in a very stupid ass outfit from the costume hall.
Secondly, he's hunched and burrowed in the layers like he might be cold.] I came to tell you I'm defecting.
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WEEK 4
[Look who's absolutely thrilled to see him back! It's Sean!]
You really did it--you came back! I n...never doubted you, but I'm still really, really happy...
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[Carefully, he takes something folded out of his pocket, and then he crouches down so he'll be a bit more level with Sean. He holds his hand out. A little paper crane sits in the palm of his hand.]
Congratulations.
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WEEK 4, MONDAY
Finally found your way out here?
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Mm. [The arena reminds him of his chuunin exams.] Were you the ones who took our abilities away from us?
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WEEK 4
Sincerity is lounging by the pool, waiting for him.]
Come to cash in on that small favor, Sasuke-kun?
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Sasuke snorts under his breath.] Yeah. [But he turns his head and won’t look at Sincerity!! Lowly:] That idiot challenged me to another stupid date.
...I need something to wear.
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WEEK 5, MONDAY
Welcome back, Sasuke-san. [It's the same gentle and curious tone. She doesn't beckon him closer but seems to wait for him to make that choice. ] We can go somewhere else if you want.
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[His eye trails up after the fox doing its fox thing.]
Did Itachi talk to you at all when he was here?
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WEEK 5, MONDAY
Back so soon, Uchiha-kun? It's nice to see you again. [He. Thinks...]
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Mm. [So far, he hasn't jumped back into the Hot Topic clothes yet. For once, it feels better to be in the traditional pants and kimono shirt.] I'm here for the rule.
Because someone told me you're good at keeping secrets.
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WEEK 6, MONDAY
[As always, Sean greets him with exuberance, running up to him as he enters the lab.]
Are you...you're going to be okay, right? This...this weekend?
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[Seeing Sean actually puts him in... a decent mood. He's no good at smiling really, but there's a hint of one at the corner of his mouth before it fades.]
We'll see. It's why I came to see you. I need a task from you so I can have a favor. I don't know if it's something you can make me or not.
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WEEK 6, MONDAY
Welcome, Uchiha-kun. Do you know how to play? [A nod toward the game.]
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And then he sits opposite Beauty.]
I need a favor, but not one for a task. A personal favor. A small one.
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On the one hand, Ambition would dearly like to avoid everyone involved with that meeting over the weekend, thank you very much. On the other hand, Sasuke actually approaching her for something is something of a novelty.
So she waits for him in the beauty salon, lingering near the shelves of nail polish along the far wall.]
What's the favor?
[Her voice is a little shaky sounding. This hasn't been a good morning.]
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You know who I'm looking for. I want a task in exchange for information about Ray's killer.
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WEEK 6, THURSDAY
Did something happen? [She knows damn well what happened, but let's see...]
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He seems... distraught.] Get rid of it. Or... do something. Lessen it. I don't care. [As if pained, he fists one hand into the shirt over his chest.] I can't...
...keep feeling this way... when he's happy.
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WEEK 6
Welcome back! How...how did it go?
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Sean looks different. He waits until they're closer, and then he squats down so they're on even ground.] Better than I expected. I can't take full credit.
Senri helped me, and then I put them together. They'll look out for you. They should come talk to you soon. Together.
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How are you?
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WEEK 6, FRIDAY
I wanted you to be...her friend. I thought...
[It's all he can manage at first.]
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It wouldn't have bothered me if she lived. She was... helping a friend. I can't fault her for that. But I'm sorry. That... I had a hand in removing her from the game.
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...hey. [At least he doesn't sound disappointed or anything. Just exhausted.]
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But it hurts too much to stand there, and he doesn't think he's going to be able to really sleep this way, so he hauls himself up into the room and lets everything close behind him.]
I wanted to say sorry... about the door.
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WEEK 7
You've come to see me yourself, this time! I'm so glad!
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He glances away, embarrassed, then up toward the windows of the building.]
I was rude last time. Because I didn't want Senri to be right. So... I came to apologize.
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WEEK 7, TUESDAY
...I've heard about this one, but I've never read it.
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[Sasuke arrives with nothing else but himself, pace easy. He's in a sukajan jacket; black, the back sporting the stitched embroidery of a silver serpent twisting up through the ribs of a skeleton and a bunch of purple flowers. He has his hands in the pockets of it.]
"The art of war teaches us to rely not on the likelihood of the enemy's not coming, but on our own readiness to receive him; not on the chance of his not attacking, but rather on the fact that we have made our position unassailable."
I found it in the study. I've been reading it.
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WEEK 7, WEDNESDAY
Loud, disjointed, and annoyed.
As Sasuke keeps fucking around trying to get the song right, a door in the wall opens and a blond teenager steps outside. He shuts the door, leaning against the wall as he watches Sasuke try. He's clearly not expecting anyone given he's in designer jeans and a nice v-neck t-shirt, but he's raising a fine eyebrow as he tilts his head just slightly.]
Offerings work much better if you want my attention, you know.
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He's not enthralled, but he is surprised. The voice is familiar enough he knows who it is, and yet, who the fuck?]
His sweater. Why haven't you given it back yet?
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