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[personal profile] moralmyopia 2019-04-04 11:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Still frowning, Sasuke follows the nod back to the portraits. None of it... one of it sits right in his gut. Before maybe, he wouldn’t have given a damn about things like this, except maybe for Justice’s. The other gods... His brows furrow; he seems almost angry on their behalf despite knowing there isn’t anything he can do to change any of this.]

All of us here... [His voice is so quiet.] ...are all just looking for our perfect world.

Even those of us who don’t even have anything to go back to.
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[personal profile] moralmyopia 2019-04-04 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
I... don't think I'm the person you should be asking that.

[His head lowers. He thought he knew, of course. When he came here. He was certain he knew the exact course he should take, the one that would free the village--all the villages--from war and hatred. But now...

It's not him. Naruto is the one, he thinks... who understands how to do that better than anyone.]


My dream wasn't... becoming of Hokage. Now I'll merely be... the shadow of one.
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[personal profile] moralmyopia 2019-04-04 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Again, he glances up at Kyoya. The frown on his face softens, though it's still there. Kyoya really does remind him of himself in a way, just by the look on Kyoya's face. Tamaki is definitely more Naruto material.]

The time Naruto could have spent training to be strong enough to become Hokage, he wasted on trying to find me and bring me back. I made fun of him for it.

But in the end, he never went against his word. He never gave up. When he promised you something, he would do it. I... suppose I owe him.

An apology and my help.
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[personal profile] moralmyopia 2019-04-05 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
Probably. Even if they shouldn't. I'll... keep that in mind.

[He tilts his head to look down at the photo again. His friends... He treated them so badly, no different than how badly he treated the ones here, too.]

...Thank you. For the photograph.

[He spares one glance at Tamaki, one at the portraits, and then he turns to leave.]