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（ at some point, yamato is going to find a little origami wolf outside their door.
there's no sign of who it's from or who it's to — but perhaps the latter is obvious by the resemblance to the colours of their own form?
but also: this is as close as he ever wants to get to the wolf form ever again, thank you, keep your canids to yourself. ）
there's no sign of who it's from or who it's to — but perhaps the latter is obvious by the resemblance to the colours of their own form?
but also: this is as close as he ever wants to get to the wolf form ever again, thank you, keep your canids to yourself. ）
Edited (belated realization i used 'her' 😩😩😩) 2022-01-05 15:15 (UTC)
[They haven't met in person yet. But she had seemed so excited by Christmas that Clara was charmed. And she couldn't just give her nothing. So she make sure to pack extra sweets she's made into a large box, so Yamato has plenty to sample and enjoy. She also packs in a set of 6 christmas crackers she's decorated like reindeer. Inside are various little toys and trinkets, with jokes printed on paper. Some even have confetti inside.
There's a note attached.
I sincerely hope you enjoy your first Christmas. I can't wait to hear all about the holidays where you're from.
- Clara]
There's a note attached.
I sincerely hope you enjoy your first Christmas. I can't wait to hear all about the holidays where you're from.
- Clara]
( not that ace wasn't already going to get yamato something, but after receiving the wanted poster of his captain he wanted to repay that in kind. so after a great deal of thinking and thinking and bargaining with the supply drop thingie, he finally got something good.
he thinks, anyway.
so, when yamato wakes up there will be a map of the grand line taped beside their bed on the wall. there are rips and tears on it, doodles and scribbled directions in various different handwritings, stains of various origins, and unfortunately a quarter of it is missing as if it was ripped off in haste. there's a fresh note on the bottom that reads: this is the best i can do. sorry i never got to show you. )
he thinks, anyway.
so, when yamato wakes up there will be a map of the grand line taped beside their bed on the wall. there are rips and tears on it, doodles and scribbled directions in various different handwritings, stains of various origins, and unfortunately a quarter of it is missing as if it was ripped off in haste. there's a fresh note on the bottom that reads: this is the best i can do. sorry i never got to show you. )
Yamato-san.
Would you like to spar?
（ there aren't many people on the station he is comfortable pushing himself against — most of the acquaintances he has made here are considerably more fragile than he is. yamato, on the other hand, may have him outmatched in that area and he is curious to what extent. ）
Would you like to spar?
（ there aren't many people on the station he is comfortable pushing himself against — most of the acquaintances he has made here are considerably more fragile than he is. yamato, on the other hand, may have him outmatched in that area and he is curious to what extent. ）
Half an hour? See you in the training room!
[ and true to their word, yamato gets there actually a few minutes ahead of time, kanabo strapped to their back, looking actually serious for once. it may be sparring, but a fight is a fight, and it's to be taken seriously every time. ]
[ and true to their word, yamato gets there actually a few minutes ahead of time, kanabo strapped to their back, looking actually serious for once. it may be sparring, but a fight is a fight, and it's to be taken seriously every time. ]
No no, nothing's wrong. I don't think.
It's just that I've checked all the rooms at the Saloon, and the Inn. I'm not sure he's actually staying in any of them.
Do you think he's the type to just sleep outside..?
It's just that I've checked all the rooms at the Saloon, and the Inn. I'm not sure he's actually staying in any of them.
Do you think he's the type to just sleep outside..?
（ he's already in the training room, if for no reason other than the fact he spends most of his waking time here. he can feel their approach the way one senses a storm — he may not be a sensory ninja, but power has its own unique signature that's impossible to ignore.
he's sitting agura on the mat, hands meditatively in the zenjō-in position. he does look up as yamato enters, though it's the only physical indication of acknowledgement. ）
Weapons?
he's sitting agura on the mat, hands meditatively in the zenjō-in position. he does look up as yamato enters, though it's the only physical indication of acknowledgement. ）
Weapons?
[ haki, yamato would tell him — perhaps not called the same in itachi's world, but those attuned to fighting will always sense those who carry power within them. ]
Your choice, [ they respond with a grin. they do carry the kanabo club, as they tend to, but it isn't like they can't do hand to hand combat, too. ]
Your choice, [ they respond with a grin. they do carry the kanabo club, as they tend to, but it isn't like they can't do hand to hand combat, too. ]
I will use a sword.
（ there aren't many people he can go all out against with a bladed weapon — which he does not mind. he enjoys teaching, and those he knows here are attentive students. he has never thirsted for the thrill of the fight the way kisame has, but it's a skill like any other, and one he must by needs keep sharp. he rises elegantly, and heads to where he has leaned his chokutō up against a wall. ）
Please utilize whatever weapon you wish.
（ there aren't many people he can go all out against with a bladed weapon — which he does not mind. he enjoys teaching, and those he knows here are attentive students. he has never thirsted for the thrill of the fight the way kisame has, but it's a skill like any other, and one he must by needs keep sharp. he rises elegantly, and heads to where he has leaned his chokutō up against a wall. ）
Please utilize whatever weapon you wish.
[ yamato's grin widens, takes on a sharp edge — they reach for their club, of course. the kanabo has served them well over the years.
but the smile disappears in a cloud of focus. suddenly, yamato has an entirely different aura around them: serious, concentrated, eyes flashing red with conqueror's haki. every fight deserves to be treated the same: like it's deadly. a spar is not a game — it is preparing for when your life is on the line. ]
Ready when you are.
but the smile disappears in a cloud of focus. suddenly, yamato has an entirely different aura around them: serious, concentrated, eyes flashing red with conqueror's haki. every fight deserves to be treated the same: like it's deadly. a spar is not a game — it is preparing for when your life is on the line. ]
Ready when you are.
（ the truth is, he could sense too much of that innate power to have ever risked underestimating them — but the way yamato code-switches to that sharp focus like someone doing an about-face on a dancefloor is... curious. itachi cants his head faintly to one side, taking in their demeanour with a blink of the sharingan.
he appreciates it, he realizes after a moment.
they take up their club, and itachi pulls his chokutō from its saya and tips its blade towards the floor at casual ready. then: ）
Begin.
（ he does not wait for their attack — instead, he advances immediately, and brings the sword up for a cross-body cut. he's faster than he is strong, but there is still genuine weight behind the blows he is capable of landing — and he trusts yamato will be able to either block or dodge themselves. ）
he appreciates it, he realizes after a moment.
they take up their club, and itachi pulls his chokutō from its saya and tips its blade towards the floor at casual ready. then: ）
Begin.
（ he does not wait for their attack — instead, he advances immediately, and brings the sword up for a cross-body cut. he's faster than he is strong, but there is still genuine weight behind the blows he is capable of landing — and he trusts yamato will be able to either block or dodge themselves. ）
( after spending time the first two days in sedorum looking for yamato, he's not sure where they are, so, )
hey
didn't think someone like you could hide
( he waits another few days and doesn't like that there's no response. but, he sends something else anyway. just in case. )
something's not right about this place
more so than the last time
i've heard some other people are missing too
( that's it, then a few more days later, )
i wonder if it's like last time
people arriving a month after some of us had been there
i should've checked in last time too
( about a week later, there are about 5-6 texts of various stories he's heard from the people in sedorum. mostly good stories, albeit sad because these people are trapped in this hellscape nightmare. but, ace things that at least sharing their story and passing along something good is a good thing. plus he thinks yamato might like hearing heroic stories.
and then around whenever they find out the network has been blocked, )
figures you'd get into the good side
( he ain't mad about it, he doesn't know it's actually not so good yet. but if anyone deserves to be in the good place in the afterlife, it's definitely someone like yamato. )
hope things aren't as weird there as they are here
hey
didn't think someone like you could hide
( he waits another few days and doesn't like that there's no response. but, he sends something else anyway. just in case. )
something's not right about this place
more so than the last time
i've heard some other people are missing too
( that's it, then a few more days later, )
i wonder if it's like last time
people arriving a month after some of us had been there
i should've checked in last time too
( about a week later, there are about 5-6 texts of various stories he's heard from the people in sedorum. mostly good stories, albeit sad because these people are trapped in this hellscape nightmare. but, ace things that at least sharing their story and passing along something good is a good thing. plus he thinks yamato might like hearing heroic stories.
and then around whenever they find out the network has been blocked, )
figures you'd get into the good side
( he ain't mad about it, he doesn't know it's actually not so good yet. but if anyone deserves to be in the good place in the afterlife, it's definitely someone like yamato. )
hope things aren't as weird there as they are here
Yamato? Communication between both sides are back on now, did you hear?
I hope you're doing okay.
I just heard about a group from Taeum who got thrown in the dungeons. I didn't even realize a heaven could have dungeons.
Stay safe, okay? Ace is here with me. We're both okay, so don't worry.
I hope you're doing okay.
I just heard about a group from Taeum who got thrown in the dungeons. I didn't even realize a heaven could have dungeons.
Stay safe, okay? Ace is here with me. We're both okay, so don't worry.
（ since he's just ninja doordash right now, yamato also gets a parcel of food delivered to their cell when he has the opportunity and means.
he has no idea what they like, but assorted items that don't easily spoil and water will have to do.
but there's also a little package of a candy he hasn't divined a name for — it's a sort of soft, whipped-sugar confection that melts on the tongue and tastes almost like strawberries. ）
he has no idea what they like, but assorted items that don't easily spoil and water will have to do.
but there's also a little package of a candy he hasn't divined a name for — it's a sort of soft, whipped-sugar confection that melts on the tongue and tastes almost like strawberries. ）
[ 
yamato will treasure it all — but one thing itachi will note, should he try this more than once, is that every single time yamato still has food left over; making what they get stretch as long as possible, in the event it's all they get.
(it's almost as if they're used to this whole being imprisoned and rarely fed business.) ]
yamato will treasure it all — but one thing itachi will note, should he try this more than once, is that every single time yamato still has food left over; making what they get stretch as long as possible, in the event it's all they get.
(it's almost as if they're used to this whole being imprisoned and rarely fed business.) ]
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