[ A frown, barely pressed into the corners of thin lips, not even reaching his eyes; eyes that almost glow a deep red, like freshly spilled blood, and a pattern of three small tomoe vivid against their crimson backdrop.
A shift of movement, and the lens blurs and refocuses on black material, printed with red clouds, lined in white, and further down
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You're in Adstringendum.
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I have not heard of such a place prior to now.
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... I'm Zuko. You're Itachi, right?
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But it can't be.]
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[ There's a pause. And then a sigh before he speaks again ]
I have head this already, yet it does not explain the reasoning to my presence here.
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He knows that coat though.]
Oi! Akatsuki!
[Stealth is still not... it's just not.]
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It's YOU!
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You, huh? Interesting.
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Not that you'll remember being here, of course. [Which is a pity, because there are some things she'd like him to. oh well. That's life in Adstring for ya]
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