四 ☣ radio/in person.

[copywheels]

[You might have realised that you've been missing a ninja for a week or so now. As in, he just honestly hasn't been anywhere outside of his cell. The corner of his cell. Sasuke has been lying in his cell pretending to sleep every day for nearly a week since his encounter with Itachi, ducking out only for food and the occasional zombie slaughter

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radio;

[visionofblood]

[He sounds a bit sleepy and not altogether there, but he's speaking, which suggests he's awake. Well, more or less. It's spoken through a yawn, however, which distorts everything into a foggily jumbled mess, however affectionate. To Izuna, this is morning, and so -]

I'll beat you into the ground for a mug of tea. As many times as you like. It's the barter system, isn't it ..? I don't have much else to trade for it, save services.

radio;

[copywheels]

[I'll beat you into the ground. Oh, that's a familiar thing. Banter and snide remarks are something he's missed for the week, and they're something he can definitely handle no matter how shaken he might still be. His voice is cocky and patronising despite how young he obviously sounds.]

I wouldn't be too sure about who's going to be beating who into the ground, but I'll gladly make that trade. Just give me a minute and I'm sure I can steal some from somewhere in the kitchens.

radio;

[visionofblood]

[He makes a fluttery soft, sighing, happy sound at that and relaxes in a further languid drape across his bed. He hasn't left his room for much the past few days. A few birds lurk close-by, summoned to sit about and look contrary over their caged situation and the fact that their master refuses to let them go devour all those nice, juicy, rotting eyes lumbering around outside in bodies that don't really need them anymore.

He stretches, sending his spine cracking loudly in places.]

I welcome the challenge with ... alacrity. It's been a long time since I've sparred anyone who didn't try to go easy on me for whatever misguided reason.

radio;

[copywheels]

Don't worry. As long as you don't underestimate me, this should be fun.

[And suddenly, there's the sound of wind rushing and Sasuke's sandals hitting the floor rapidly, lightly, as he flat-out sprints to the kitchens; he's eager for this, hell, he's almost excited. He speaks even as he makes the dash through the hallways, not shouting but loud enough to be heard over the radio;] So are you going to tell me where you are, or will I have to track you down and find you?

radio;

[shar1ngan]

I wouldn't mind training with you, Sasuke.

radio;

[copywheels]

[His breath catches for a second at that - but... He does want to fight Itachi. He feels like he needs to, to see if maybe he's stronger than the younger him. And if he's not, Itachi offered to help him train, so maybe it's not going to be a complete loss. He can still get stronger here. ... Besides that, he has questions he wants to ask that are better asked in private. Things he's thought about over the past week that he still doesn't understand about that night.]

... Sure. You're not going to hold back on me, right?

radio;

[shar1ngan]

[The smile is obvious over the radio] I'd never hold back on training.

radio;

[copywheels]

Good, because then I wouldn't get the satisfaction of beating you properly. Tell me where you are and I'll be there in a minute.