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[painted_seals]

[He woke up in a cramped pitch-black space, wearing only a pair of pants that didn't belong to him. He moved around, long fingers touching whatever surface they could reach. In his blind exploration, he accidentally opened the journal enabling the voice option as his fingers continued to search the space.]

Kankurou?  Omoi?

[Where was the rest of his

Comments

[ action ] if this is OK? I can always change it if you've got plans or something!

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue, recently returned from a session in the Battle Dome, is freshly showered and changed - but she neglected to bring a fresh pair of gloves into the bathroom. Feeling uncomfortably vulnerable, she heads back into her room to immediately pick some up...

THUNK.

OK. Her closet door should not have rattled like that.]

...

Hello?

[She feels like an idiot.]

1/2 [ action ] Hahahhahahahha. No, it's fine. XD Sorry for the home invasion!

[painted_seals]

[Sitting inside the cramped closet, Sai was about to kick the door one more time, this time compensating for the limited space, when he suddenly heard the voice.]

...

[He immediately went silent, unsure whether it was better to answer or remain still.]

2/2 [ action ]

[painted_seals]

Hello.

[He finally answered back in a cheerful tone, well aware that his presence had already been noticed. He could telerpot outside, but without knowing where he was, or where he was going he didn't want to risk it.]

Could you let me out of this closet?

[He asked politely, even as he slowly rose to a standing position. He moved to the side of the closet, pressing against the wall. He wasn't sure what kind of response, his request would garner, but for the moment he chose the route of caution. He wasn't stupid enough to rush into a situation blindly, he wasn't Naruto, but neither did he intend to stay put in the cramped space.

He would move forward, but with caution. He waited.]

[ action ] lol, no problem \o/ also 1/3

[touchofrogue]

[...there is a voice coming out of her closet.

There is a male voice coming out of her closet.]

[voice]

[piggybabe]

[There's no mistaking that voice. Ino had to stop what her doing - which is her occupying her time with ikebana - as she reaches for her journal that's conveniently placed beside her.]

... Sai-kun?

[voice]

[painted_seals]

[In the darkness, Sai hears a familiar voice. Not knowing about the journals existence let alone seeing in the dark, he looks around.]

.....

Ino-san?

[video]

[piggybabe]

[... Oh, it really is him, not that she had any other doubts, of course. Activating the video so she can tell where he is, she blinks when all she can see is darkness. Where exactly is he?]

I'm speaking through a communication device that looks like some kind of journal. It should be somewhere near you. [She tries to look beyond the darkness, but nothing.] It's so dark. Where are you?

[video]

[painted_seals]

[A journal?

What happened to the headsets?

[Even as he asked, his hand moved around the ground, fingers searching for the journal.]

I'm supposed to be with the rest of the Ambush Squad, but.... I woke up here. It seems to be a closet.

[His fingers finally came across what felt like a journal.]

I found it.

[Voice]

[its_troublesome]

...and you can't come out?

[It's hard to tell from just the voice, but it sounds familiar enough to Shikamaru too. Now there's someone he wasn't expecting to run into here.]

[Voice]

[painted_seals]

[A second voice. He had found the journal by now, but he had no idea how to use it, especially in the dark.]

Why did we switch to these journals instead of the radio headsets?

[The journals were inconvenient in battle. Had the entire Allied Shinobi Forces switched to them? But why? And why did he suddenly wake up in that cramped space?]

[Voice]

[its_troublesome]

Long story, Sai. [And you know more about the part from their world than he does right now. He knows just enough to realize it, though.]

Remind me to tell it to you later - these journals aren't as secure as our radios.

[Please take that hint, they don't need Naruto finding out about the war here.]

[Voice]

[painted_seals]

[If someone would tell him he wasn't in his own world anymore then maybe he could understand some of what was going on, but as it stands, he knows the implications of an unsecure line.]

Understood.

[Voice]

[nextgen_hokage]

[...

Just what is going on in this journal post. Naruto recognizes the voice, and he knows he does. He definitely hasn't seen Sai in forever but.

The closet?] Sai?

[Voice]

[painted_seals]

[He suddenly stopped moving. He knew that voice, there was no mistaking it.]

Naruto.

[He wasn't supposed to be here. They were fighting this war to protect him and the other demon vessel. Then... what was he doing here? Something had happened, since their last communication with the base. He needed to find out what.]

When did you get here? [A question spoken in a serious tone.]

[Voice]

[nextgen_hokage]

[Totally Sai. It's a relief to find someone else form home arriving. Yet at the same time, it's not.] Heh... [Explaining this is always so weird to do. No matter how many times he's gone and done it.]

This is gonna sound really weird, but I got here somethin' like two years ago.

[Voice]

[painted_seals]

[He listened to him in the darkness.]

You're right. It is weird. [Because they hadn't nearly sent him away that long.]

[ACTION]

[polishrule]

[Poland has a horrible habit of not noticing things right away until it's too late. This is one of these times as he opens the door.

And oh, hello stranger. Poland will be staring in shock.]

[ACTION]

[painted_seals]

[The door suddenly opens, giving him precious little time to come up with a plan. In the end, he falls back on what he knows. His eyes curve as a false smile lifts his lips, speaking up as if it was normal to be stuck inside a strangers closet half-nude.]

Hello. [Silence followed, as the stranger simply stared in shock.]

. . .

[His smile never faltered, but he was finding the silence a little disconcerting, so he broke it with the first thing that came to mind.]

You have a soft scarf. [He commented on the scarf that had fallen on his chest during his exploration of the space.]

[ACTION]

[polishrule]

[Poland didn't even bother to make small talk. He was too horrified at the person he absolutely didn't know in his closet and now in his bedroom.

He's still standing there, staring in shock.]

[ACTION]

[painted_seals]

Are you deaf or just stupid?

[Maybe he was deaf? Unlikely, but possible. He kept up the smile. Maybe if he spoke very slowly, he might be able to understand him.]

Are. You. Okay?