[Anko is sitting, well... someplace she probably shouldn't be. Out in the shopping areas, a couple of floors up, on the railing, her legs dangling above two levels of confused, happy, angry, and above all loud returned passengers of the Crucible ( Read more... )

[Anko looks, for once, not so much pissed as tired. Really tired. There's a good reason for this. Of course, she still looks vaguely annoyed, but it's lessened by her state.]

If anyone was wondering why I wasn't on the network for, oh, the last few days, it's because I didn't have ANY GODDAMN HANDS. Yes, I was a fucking snake, make your jokes now ( Read more... )

[Itachi, on your spheres, looks very annoyed with the world right now. Gone is the cool mask of indifference, gone are the haughty features of an almost-aristocrat. No, today, there's a look of near pure annoyance on this face.

Anko is in Itachi's body. And she is not terribly pleased about itOi! What the shit is this!? I like my old body just ( Read more... )

[You don't really need the thought bubble above Anko's head to let everyone know she's unhappy as she tosses and turns in her little alcove of a bed. She's not asleep. Being asleep would be preferrable at this point but, after crashing hard for a couple of days to sleep off the weirdness of the hallucinations and the fact that they'd reset again, ( Read more... )

[The next time she falls asleep, it's still in the corridor, even having beaten her fear. Sasuke and Itachi had actually helped her too, even if they couldn't be there physically. The look on her hallucination's face, as she told him she didn't need him, she was stronger than him and she was not afraid anymore...that had almost been worth the pain ( Read more... )

[She tried keeping awake. She really did. Everything she could think of--raiding the store levels for anything with caffeine, pacing around the less-ruined levels of the ship, talking at Itachi, not really saying anything until her throat was sore and he was completely fed up with her ( Read more... )

[Well, someone's comfortable with adapting to new and strange situations. Smear mostly avoided and happy-music gotten over ( Read more... )

[Anko, true to her occasionally snake-like nature, is basking in the sun of an Egyptian midday, coat off and under her to offer a little protection from the hot sand. She seems perfectly content watching everyone go mad over the stars while she munches on a baklava-esque pastry--though she's keeping an eye out for stray projectiles ( Read more... )

[Anko is wandering around level 15 in this fine ensemble (plus black pants, of course), seemingly window-shopping, much good it will do her.]

Not bad. Way better than that beach, at least, with food even. I could do without a few frills of my own but, hey [shrug] they're holographic, not a bother to me ( Read more... )

[Anko found her normal clothes! They're a bit more...revealing than that jumpsuit, but certainly less eye-blinding. This pleases her, despite the situation.]

Points for being way less shitty than that failure of a beach holiday, or whatever it was. [She frowns, not being able to recall some bits is worrying her, but the expression passesMinus ( Read more... )