Future Pokekage Uzumaki Naruto! (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
used_friendship) wrote2013-08-14 08:28 pm
used_friendship) wrote2013-08-14 08:28 pm
006- Video; Action for Blackthorn
[Action]
[It is early in the evening when he finally begins to stir. A hand slowly reaches up to rub at tired eyes as they blink into focus, Naruto staring up at the ceiling above him. Immediately he frowns as memories of new and old jumble together. It had felt like a dream, though it couldn't have been. Why didn't he have chakra? Oh yeah- Johto.
Feeling the presence of someone else in the room distracts him as he turns his head to the side, immediately greeted with the sight of long, flowing red hair.]
....So when are we going to Violet? [You hit hard enough to knock him out Mom, he'll concede this time.]
[Video]
[A little time later the Pokegear shows Naruto sat on a bed as an excitable Carnivine is wrapped around his shoulders, happily chewing on his head once again. Some things never change!]
So--yeah. I guess that thing happened to me, y'know, when people fall asleep and have the dreams? But they're not real dreams? [Descriptive as always. On that subject though, there are some people he wants to talk to. He should probably send them some private messages.]
Oi Neji. Sasuke. I wanna talk to you guys.
[...Or just do it that way instead. He has a pretty serious look about him for once, so they should probably get in contact with him.]
[With a huff he moves around and attempts to unwrap the Carnivine from around him. Since he has it on, he may as well ask that question he had before the coma stuff happened.]
I'm still gonna go check out that dragon place up here, the one Tenten told me about. What's the best dragon type out there? I have Ryūka-chan already, she's a Charizard now and she's grown really strong.
[It is early in the evening when he finally begins to stir. A hand slowly reaches up to rub at tired eyes as they blink into focus, Naruto staring up at the ceiling above him. Immediately he frowns as memories of new and old jumble together. It had felt like a dream, though it couldn't have been. Why didn't he have chakra? Oh yeah- Johto.
Feeling the presence of someone else in the room distracts him as he turns his head to the side, immediately greeted with the sight of long, flowing red hair.]
....So when are we going to Violet? [You hit hard enough to knock him out Mom, he'll concede this time.]
[Video]
[A little time later the Pokegear shows Naruto sat on a bed as an excitable Carnivine is wrapped around his shoulders, happily chewing on his head once again. Some things never change!]
So--yeah. I guess that thing happened to me, y'know, when people fall asleep and have the dreams? But they're not real dreams? [Descriptive as always. On that subject though, there are some people he wants to talk to. He should probably send them some private messages.]
Oi Neji. Sasuke. I wanna talk to you guys.
[...Or just do it that way instead. He has a pretty serious look about him for once, so they should probably get in contact with him.]
[With a huff he moves around and attempts to unwrap the Carnivine from around him. Since he has it on, he may as well ask that question he had before the coma stuff happened.]
I'm still gonna go check out that dragon place up here, the one Tenten told me about. What's the best dragon type out there? I have Ryūka-chan already, she's a Charizard now and she's grown really strong.
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I... I don't know. Right now... You're not the masked man that destroyed my life. Him, I can say I hate and may never forgive. He is a monster, a murderer, and the worst person I have ever met. You... You are Obito Uchiha: a fellow Konoha shinobi, one of my husband's beloved students, and someone I care about like my own family.
[Holding back tears was getting harder and harder with every word. Every word that echoed her broken heart as she did her best to keep her voice from breaking too. She inhaled deep as if she was going to say something else, but shook her head. There was nothing more she could say. So she took her leave, stepping carefully over Kyuubi, who trotted off in her wake after sparing Obito a sympathetic glance.]
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Finally, after struggling just to breathe, he went looking for his sensei.]