[Thread] First-Year FireFest! [Tobi, Tayuya, Open]

[teleportato]

Who: Tobi, Tayuya, any first-years who wanna show up <3
What: Tayuya helps Tobi escape Ibiki, and then they decide to play a little game concerning first-years and fire.
When: Around 0100, June 29th
Where: All around our lovely base! :D
Notes/Warnings: Swearing, kids on fire~

Tobi logged off and shut down the desktop he'd been on, letting the small

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[teleportato]

Tobi stared down the drain at Tayuya with a relunctant look on his face. A faint creak from somewhere in the shadows behind him, though, was enough to send him quickly after her. He made sure the grid was back in place before turning towards Tayuya with his normal half-cheeky, half-charming grin. "Alright, alright. So lead the way, hun~."

[fuckthe4walls]

She was going to fuck his shit up once they were out of this situation. Who the fuck did he think he was, calling her gooey names like that? Retard. He and Suigetsu were probably best of friends or something. That jerkhag Kankurou, too. In lieu of being able to melt Tobi's brains out right this minute, she settled for slapping the back of his head. "This way, shitbrain. And keep that Goddamned yap of yours shut. This place echoes

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"Yes MA'AM." Tobi saluted, mock-serious face in place, before starting up the rusting ladder as well. Yapping cheerfully long the way, of course. "And 'shithole' is such an appropriate term this time around! Gold star for you, you're learning!"

Some water with god-knows-fucking-what in it dripped on his head for umpteenth time. He clicked his tongue, stopping right beneath Tayuya. "And why does it have to be so damn damp down here?" He peered upwards. He grinned. "...And wear a skirt next time we do this, m'kay babe~?"

[fuckthe4walls]

A booted heel descended solidly towards Tobi's stupid, grinning face. Tayuya didn't even bother to reply to his sass, instead shifting the gate aside with a grunt and squirreling through it. "Were you always this fucking retarded, or is it something you picked up in Siberia or where-the-fuck-ever?" she growled, debating whether she ought to plant another foot in his face when he came up. No, no, she'd save that for another time. Revenge was to be savoured.

"At least be better looking before you attempt to hit on me, cockmunch."

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"Poland, Poland," Tobi called up the chute as he watched Tayuya go up and out, again barely dodging her rebuttal-violence. Now his other cheek stung, too. He pouted. "Why does everyone always get it wrong?"

He stayed silent during his ascent and swift scramble through the grate, contemplating what seemed like the answer to life, the universe, and everything, for all the concentration on his face.

"...And cockmunch, that's a definitely a new one. Definitely."