number_one_coward: (oh fuck)
Nara Shikamaru ([personal profile] number_one_coward) wrote in [community profile] niteo_logs2012-04-11 03:59 pm

There's no motivation

Characters: Nara Shikamaru and OPEN
When: April 11th
Where: Some vague spot in Nesreca that isn't the apartment building. >_>
Rating: PG for possible coarse language.
Summary: Another shinobi arrives and isn't ready to risk the network yet. Help him out?


Shikamaru blinked warily at his surroundings, crouched nervously inside the entrance of a crumbling building, fingers gripping tight to the odd device he’d found stowed away in his pocket. He figured it had to be some sort of communication device, taking the buttons and hole-placements into account, but there was no way he was going to fiddle with unfamiliar equipment just yet. Not when he had no idea who might answer his call.

Because this wasn’t right. This wasn’t Konoha. Not by a long shot.

He’d been walking through the the village, intent on what promised to be an impressive lunch at the Akimichi compound, and then suddenly he was here. Stranded in a decimated city, the ruins of which didn’t resemble Konoha (or any other place he could think of) in the slightest... which he supposed should have been something of a comfort, but the abrupt change in location was doing little to help along such reasonable thinking. Clenched fingers and the quiet mutter of “Kai!” had done nothing to set his situation right, and now he was left with only the desolate landscape stretching out before him and the panicked flurry of his own thoughts.

What was this? Just a dream? It seemed so real, the light spattering of rain against his skin and the sound of gravel crunching beneath his sandals. Was he... going crazy? No, there was no need for that. He had to calm down. He wasn’t dreaming and he wasn’t in Konoha, but as long as he kept thinking rationally, he could find an explanation.

Poking his head out from his impromptu hiding place, he carefully started to edge his way outside, eyes wide and taking in everything even as he reached out hesitantly with his chakra, feeling for any signs of life. Part of him was tempted to try and wait this out. To keep out of sight until he could get his bearings, but if someone had meant to get the drop on him? They would have already.
counterintel: ([Itachi] Thoughtful)

[personal profile] counterintel 2012-04-12 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
He watched like a hawk. From the movements he could discern a few ideas about the ninja, probably just above Genin level, and apparently incredibly astute. The genin he'd known as a child were usually incredibly advanced, even those who struggled through the academy - as thanks from the war.

Astute, but apparently not quite able to pick up on his chakra exactly. Technically, he had to be an ally. Whether past, present or future. Knowing what he was going to do for Konoha.

Letting out a soft sigh, he moved - slowly at first to get into the boy's light of sight, two fingers held out just in front of him. A precaution? A warning?
counterintel: ([Itachi] Have a smile)

[personal profile] counterintel 2012-04-12 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
Gaining his attention had been easy enough, apparently-- and when no attack came, at least initially he let his hands drop away from in front of him, straightening up enough to regard the other ninja face to face.

There were a vast number of things he could say, and many more that he could do but he settled for offering a smile.

"You've just arrived from Konoha?"
counterintel: ([Itachi] Isolation)

[personal profile] counterintel 2012-04-12 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
Well, it wasn't a terribly reassuring look he was getting - and he supposed that not wearing his usual ANBU outfit probably didn't help matters. Without a Konoha forehead protector to prove his alliance either he was left only with words.

"I arrived a little over a week ago."
counterintel: ([Itachi] Off guard)

[personal profile] counterintel 2012-04-13 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah. The nature of the question was obviously harmless. If it was a name that was recognised there would be an instant trust. Konoha-nin were obviously allies.

Unless... of course.

"Uchiha Itachi."

You were Itachi. If he were from a time after, which was entirely possible, it was likely he'd know exactly who he was. Unless of course he'd been living under a rock somewhere, but Sasuke had answered all his questions, and he knew - for a fact, that his name was mud.
counterintel: ([Itachi] Sharingan)

[personal profile] counterintel 2012-04-14 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
That was unexpected. He wasn't entirely sure what he had expected, although honestly he supposed some kind of attack wouldn't be out of the question. Sasuke had assured him of notoriety, and he had prepared himself for that hate. It didn't make it any less difficult to deal with.

"... It wasn't supposed to be."
counterintel: ([Itachi] Thoughtful)

[personal profile] counterintel 2012-04-15 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't difficult to imagine how this kid felt, considering he'd only just been in the same situation himself a few day prior. Clearly though, he wasn't the right person to be explaining this.

"It's quite possible." He let out a sigh. "Perhaps I'm not the right person to explain."
counterintel: ([Itachi] Isolation)

[personal profile] counterintel 2012-04-15 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't difficult to come to a decision about who might have been a better candidate than himself to explain things... What the reaction would be like, however.

"Do you know Sasuke?"
counterintel: ([Itachi])

[personal profile] counterintel 2012-04-17 12:37 pm (UTC)(link)
He's not sure whether to be reassured or not. He knows what the past, his future has done to Sasuke.

"I see." After a pause he manages to add, with a smile. "He is."