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Event Ten.
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Pushed his sister in a well. Mother said, while drawing water, "My, it's hard to raise a daughter." | |
Welcome to Awash's tenth event log, and the intro log for this month, everyone! All new characters have found themselves waking in the well in the middle of the Town. Hopefully they can get a hand out! For more information, please go here! | |
t's pretty dark and miserable down in the well. The cavernous area feels much larger than a well should be, bodies milling about in the darkness and knee deep, frigid water. So you're here -- and you're not alone, and the only way out appears to be the thin circle of sunlight from above, the opening of the well.
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For a second, Sasuke pauses, as if the sheer volume and excitement of Momo's voice will make the boards under his feet squeak. At first, he doesn't respond, but instead listens for any movement of whatever Momo's call may have disturbed. He'd have the advantage. Momo's location sounds different, and they wouldn't be expecting him in the hall.
But nothing even so much as breathes at all. Sasuke keeps his hand on the hilt of the sword at his back, and his feet are silent as he continues. It's a super good thing Momo isn't dealing with angsty, unruly teenage Sasuke.
Finally:] Go ahead. [Except Sasuke's voice rebounds from another area of the house in which he initially left. Man, he moves fast, doesn't he?]
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The entrance hall is dim, dusty, and wide open; it helps his voice ring around the house. Sasuke is already in some unidentifiable segment of this place, but that hardly surprises Momo anymore. Sasuke could probably shoot lasers out of his mouth and Momo would think it was legit. ]
—Music!
[ He says, as he looks around for any signs of movement. If push comes to shove, he can fend for himself, he figures. ]
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Dancing. [His voice comes from the direction he's in which he's wandering this time. There doesn't seem to be anyone here... Living here, he thinks, but not for long. Two laptops, each in different rooms?
Strange.
Before he touches the laptops, he continues on, inspecting the rest of the house with a bit more brevity than he had initially.]
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He cranes and peers into an abandoned living room. This place feels scraped thin— he's glad when he hears Sasuke's reply ringing from another corner of the house, even if the word that's tossed back at him makes him feel like his ribs are pinching inwards. ]
Stars!
[ A half-lie, as he turns on his heels and does a spin for no one in particular. Using that momentum, he peers into another room. A beat-up kitchen. ]
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There's absolutely no sound of him moving through the house much less approaching the wandering, inspecting Momo. Sasuke is not there, lost in the void of the dim house, and then, suddenly, Sasuke is there several feet behind Momo.
Just, like, standing. The cloak hadn't even rustled at all.]
Moon.
[Boo.]
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On one hand: again, this is the coolest thing Momo has ever seen in his 25 years of being alive.
On the other: his balls have shrunk up into his lungs, so that's great. ]
—Sasuke-san!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[ 'You're my moon and stars'... except not really. Momo's staggering towards the wall, resting one palm against it for balance. ]
Has anyone ever told you you're like a ninja?!
[ well. ]
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I am a ninja.
[How casually he says it--there can't be any lie to it. He hadn't even hesitated when he answered, and he hadn't smirked as if it were a joke. Either he's a ninja, or he honest to God believes he's a ninja.
Maybe the telling sign is, now that he's returned to Momo, the visible black eye isn't exactly completely black anymore. There's a design overlayed from iris edge to iris edge, a star it looks like, red and bright.]
There isn't anything here except two laptops. I think the village is trying to put us where it wants us. Let's go find yours.
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"I am a ninja", Sasuke says, and Momo has nothing in his arsenal to contest or judge that statement. Especially not after he sees the telltale signs of something Not Quite Normal, the marking in that one eye and the steady conviction that seems to keep Sasuke upright.
Either Sasuke is completely fucking bonkers or he's telling the truth; it's never been easier for Momo to choose a side. ]
—Okay. [ He agrees, even if he's not quite sure what he's agreeing to?? A mess. ] But if this place is just trying to put us where we need to be, it shouldn't be that dangerous, right?
[ Because what would be the point in going through the trouble to assign housing if the village was just going to kill them once they got there? Any old cabin would suffice, in that case.
Momo laughs. ]
I've already troubled you a lot, Sasuke-san. You're really kind, you know? Thanks to you, I already feel like I can tackle anything— so don't worry about it.