erobret:
@bondofhatred
HATRED WAS A THICK ASS BLOOD ON THE AIR . . . it beckoned her forth , drawing her in . intoxicating like wine ; rage , self-hatred , loathing . she could drunk on tasting those emotions alone . sadness and despair were what she normally drank — loneliness so utterly crushing to the point of ending it all .
it was this sweet , dark aroma that she followed now — inky black smoke if it were to take form in her vision . bare feet — clawed paws upon damp forest floor — were silent as she moved over the soft moss . what would she find ? who would she find ? death watching from thick shadows .
Between the rustling boughs and intense winds, deliberate steps through the grass would go unnoticed. Like they were as silent as the person to whom they belonged. Yes, that would be the case... to the untrained eye. To the pair piercing through the trees—reds that are striking against the desolate green backdrop—they're as standout as a scream.
As if a scream was what alerted him, the not-so-lone figure stands firm. With a scowl on his face and a hand on a hilt, he waits. Listens. Watches as the interruption to his training finally shows itself. Their curious footsteps are what stick out to him first—silent, but unlike a shinobi. Her expression comes next, which eases the tension from his. His lips thin out in an instant; going from hostile to neutral. Disinterested. And what better way is there to express that than to turn away? To let his blade loosen in his grasp and watch as it digs into the earth. All while a single sound from him punctuates it fittingly:
“ Hmph. ”
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herwrath:
@bondofhatred
❝ do you really think that slithering FOOL could give you power ? all talk but hardly any BITE . ❞ there is a cruel , twisting laugh that escapes past razor teeth and soft-scaled lips . reptilian orbs stare down at the bow , a devilish smirk revealed , ❝ promising power that wasn’t even his to give . ❞
JUST LIKE ALWAYS, cold silence is all that emanates from shut lips and disinterested eyes. They betray the faintest trace of amusement at the insult hurled at his teacher---for they’re of one mind in that respect---but primarily serve to emphasize how little her words mean to him. But in the event that she proves inept at picking up on that cue...
“ ---none of your business. ”
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▪️⬛️▪️ Uchiha Sasuke ▪️⬛️▪️
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"Sasuke or Minato?" Asked by Greenzonne | [caps]
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@rousenrot .
“ ---Again. ”
His loosely coiled fingers around the hilt at his side belie the readied stare tossed in her direction. Once more, he gestures toward her with a small nod; a clear enough signal for her to come at him once again. All while he stands there, idly, watching and waiting for her next move.
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