#shinomerodi

[foxkage]

@shinomerodi

Naruto takes the strange girl’s arm and pulls her back. His eyes fall on the apple in her hand. Looking back at her, he frowns. 

“Hey! I saw ya steal that. You better give that back,” he demands,” that’s not yours.” 

[claygobs]

@shinomerodi

Though Akatsuki had an understandable bone to pick with anyone they considered a nuisance, it was no coincidence that Deidara always wound up tagging along with his partner to gather intel on one particular nuisance. Even within that terrifying shell of his, he could sense Sasori’s spite at any mention of Orochimaru, had noticed how he practically pounced on any chance to go nosing after him.

Sad, really, that he was so desperate for this so-called immortality, but he’d eventually learned better than to pick this particular fight with the puppet-master. He never won.

As usual, this led to Deidara being forced to skulk about the surrounding area while Sasori investigated... on ‘lookout’, no less. Stupid, really, to ask the easily-distracted teenager who was trigger-happy at best (and who, at this point, thought very little of the word ‘subtlety’) to do such a thing. But whatever. He was well over the point of annoyance that he was being sorely under-utilised.

It was around the point where he was about to give in and start playing with his clay that he caught sight of someone from the treetops. A girl. He remained still, aside from his hands, which began shaping a bird to seek out Sasori if needs be. He couldn’t trust that she was a civilian, if she was this close to Orochimaru’s territory.

[sarcasm-muses]

He paused at her questions, then gazed at the people near them before back at the young girl. Her hair really remind him of the Uzumaki, but after arrived in this time line, he knew the clan was almost wiped out, fews may survive but scattered all around the world. Cocked his head to the side slightly, he pondered at his own thought for a small moment then parted his lips to answer.

"I haven't been hear for a long time, but I didn't think they still remember me."

Mostly they probably think he is relate to himself, after all, time travel is probably a myth thing, so to see him this young, he won't be surprise if those people think he is his own son or grandson.

"Do you belong to any clan? You remind me of one, with hair like that."

He wondered, a little conversation won't kill, especial moment like this.

sarcasm-nidaime:

He gazed at her, merely lifted an eyebrow. Unusual woman, but then, the world is full of strange things and Tobirama isn’t one to complaint about those things. Although Tobirama loves raining because his affinity is Water, right now isn’t a good time for that to happen, so yes, he agreed with her.

“It won’t stop until one or two more hours.”

He commented, already used to this kind of weather and could somewhat guess. At least he knew it won’t rain for whole day, that would be too troublesome.

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      ❝ Great. Guess that means I won’t be out of here for quite a while. ❞       ❝ All the more time to at least get something decent to eat. ❞

      The red-haired girl glanced behind her, to see the other people gazing at the man that stood next to her. They all seemed cautious and in awe, certainly not because of the girl, but this mysterious man who relaxed in the bench seat adjacent to her.

      Her attention went back to the stranger as she scanned him from head to toe. Their white was a glistening white, scars permanently scratched into his skin, and eyes in the color of blood. What did they know of this man that she did not?

      ❝ … Hey, do you come around here often? Haven’t seen you before.       ❝ Looks like you’re famous to them. ❞

[skeletiis]

@shinomerodi || tayuya.

【 ⚫ 𝑘𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑜. ⚫ 】 ———-

towards any other members of the sound five ; kimimaro always held his leadership position with    high regard.    essentially making it quite    evident    whenever he needed to that he was certainly the one in charge here. even with deteriorating health, the skeletal master had a way of    intimidation    that rested beyond the death bed he lay.

                                ❝ do you    understand    your mission, tayuya ? i surely hope you were    listening.    ❞

[fourmouthed-blog]

❛ you probably won’t survive. ❜

❝ if i don’t? ❞ his eye had already glossed over in exhilaration at the endless possibilities that his art could achieve, taking his euphoria even higher at the thought of dying in the name of ephemeral art – true to his (literal) artistic core, deidara could not imagine a sweeter death. ❝ it would be the most beautiful masterpiece of all. ❞

[sarcasm-muses]

He gazed at her, merely lifted an eyebrow. Unusual woman, but then, the world is full of strange things and Tobirama isn't one to complaint about those things. Although Tobirama loves raining because his affinity is Water, right now isn't a good time for that to happen, so yes, he agreed with her.

"It won't stop until one or two more hours."

He commented, already used to this kind of weather and could somewhat guess. At least he knew it won't rain for whole day, that would be too troublesome.

@sarcasm-nidaime liked for a one-line starter!

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❝ Ugh, what a lousy time to not have a jacket on me. How the hell has it been pouring for over an hour and has only gotten worse … !? ❞