Third Test: Cycle 2, Month 3, Day 15 -- Harassing Itachi = a fun pastime

[poison_dango]

[Anko's hanging out, the sphere doesn't really show where, other than crouched down behind a non-holefied (on this side) rock; but for your characters' benefit: she's near Sakura's medical tent.]

Hey, handsome. Dropped dead yet?

[Ah, the vagueness. Itachi might figure out she's talking to him though.]

Comments

Private;

[bloodyfiasco]

[Amusing. Anko was still being the foolish woman. Of course he figured she was speaking about him. Was he happy she was literally hinting to the world of his condition? With Orochimaru now with them? Of course not.]

May I ask you what the hell you think you are doing?

Re: Private;

[poison_dango]

[Anko stares at the sphere for a second. Private? She didn't think you could do that!]

I needed to get ahold of you without using your name. Guess it worked!

Besides you think I'd bother with this if it weren't important?

Private;

[bloodyfiasco]

[Itachi could have easily begun a long lecture on her behavior as of late but he kept silent. He knew what she was getting at. The Uchiha frowned.]

Orochimaru.

Re: Private;

[poison_dango]

[Just the name is enough to sober her from her usual self.]

Yes. In your body. Thoughts?

[trancheuse]

[She doesn't like you. And she's watching you.]

[poison_dango]

[Anko grins back, unperturbed. She's put up with hostile stares before, and from people who knew her, at that.]

Something to say, blondie? Or is baleful staring your only trick for today?

[trancheuse]

[This look? This is the not-impressed look. She knows exactly who she's referring to ... as she's told Itachi to drop dead on occasion or two herself. As for the other part...]

What're you supposed to be?

[ ooc : \o/;;; ]

[poison_dango]

[Anko isn't in the habit of telling him to do so--he was just in pretty bad shape last time she saw him.]

Depends on who you're asking, girly. And how 'bout you, all leathered up?