[[ OOC: Just so you know his memory is gonna be super fucked around mid-month and he's acting more like his pre-Shippuden ending self, which means he's........... a major asshole and I'm SO SORRY??????? For anything that comes from this. ]]
[ It takes a solid minute for him to finally turn on his video to respond. Sasuke had flipped through the notes he'd started taking at Sharon's suggestion to find out who apparition was and why he should know her. The word friend feels foreign to him now, without the memories of Naruto saving him from himself to give him a point of reference. Why would he make a friend?
He at least knows he's married thanks to this notebook, but it still makes him feel strange to think about it. ]
"Ugh," she sounds, sounding both thoroughly annoyed and thoroughly unsurprised.
"I realize you're Going Through Some Things now, but you cannot and will not discard my best wishes. Anyway! Your presents! You're getting them. And I know where you live so don't say that you can't go to The Maze or barricade your front door. Despite being a Coldblood, I'll find a way through it. No matter which way you slice it, you and your lovely bride are getting presents. Moonlight is a given as she's my Omen, but I'm entirely willing to bring along Carmilla, too."
Lesbian vampire novel, I'm pretty sure I told you about this. I know you met Sharon. See also, lesbian vampires.
((OOC: it's cool, she platonically loves him even when he's being an asshole! She knows him well enough to continue to! 😎))
[[OOC: He's gonna feel awful later all the same!! But he'll appreciate the loyalty lmao ]]
[ Sasuke pinches the brim of his nose as she talks, because it's just like listening to Naruto ramble on about his stupid ideas of friendship and love, of any of it mattering anymore when he has more important goals.
He bristles even harder at the term bride. He read his notes, he knows he's supposed to be married to Sakura, but the whole idea of it has left him angry and confused, because his current memories are so far from the possibility of marriage that it makes him feel insane. ]
Do you ever stop talking?
You can drop them off where ever you'd like, they'll just end up in the garbage. I told you. I'm not interested.
((OOC: if there's one thing Tinya's loyal to, it's friends. especially one she values as much as him. so she'll probably be like "...what are you apologizing for?" and leave it at that))
No! [clearly taking great joy in saying so]
Well, if you're gonna be like that, I'll just hold onto them for a time when you'll be more appreciative. So there. [said in the tone of one obviously used to being little miss royalty]
[ Fucking Christ it is girl Naruto. He has to count to ten in his head while she talks about keeping the presents because that one simple No! was like getting hit in the face with the dumb blond he thought he could at least escape here.
Maybe this notebook is fake. He refuses to believe a future version of himself would be okay with any of this. ]
[she keeps on grinning with the occasional girlish giggle. and cats are everywhere, kittens at her feet, a batkitten more fluff than cat occasionally videobombing, and of course, her Omen. Moonlight. who has a decidedly "cat who got the cream" look on her face.
sing-song] For now! Get back to me when this month stops being an asshole, I'll be holding the gifts nice and snug in the meantime!
[ He hates that for whatever reason, when he wrote this notebook, he said to not hurt Tinya in fairly large and important letters, BECAUSE HE'D REALLY LIKE TO RIGHT NOW.
He lets out a frustrated, almost growl-like noise as he shuts off his feed. ]
[and she grins as Carmilla launches herself into Tinya's arms as the feed disconnects, and she snuggles her loyal batcat. all will be well. eventually. she knew how to be patient]
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video: un; apparition (future dated past event shenanigans)
If you're listening to this, it's too late. I already sent good vibes your way. They're coming. There's nothing you can do to stop them.
Also! I have both a birthday present and a wedding present for you! Which would be more convenient, me to come to you or you to come to me?
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[ It takes a solid minute for him to finally turn on his video to respond. Sasuke had flipped through the notes he'd started taking at Sharon's suggestion to find out who apparition was and why he should know her. The word friend feels foreign to him now, without the memories of Naruto saving him from himself to give him a point of reference. Why would he make a friend?
He at least knows he's married thanks to this notebook, but it still makes him feel strange to think about it. ]
Neither. I don't want them.
video;
"I realize you're Going Through Some Things now, but you cannot and will not discard my best wishes. Anyway! Your presents! You're getting them. And I know where you live so don't say that you can't go to The Maze or barricade your front door. Despite being a Coldblood, I'll find a way through it. No matter which way you slice it, you and your lovely bride are getting presents. Moonlight is a given as she's my Omen, but I'm entirely willing to bring along Carmilla, too."
Lesbian vampire novel, I'm pretty sure I told you about this. I know you met Sharon. See also, lesbian vampires.
((OOC: it's cool, she platonically loves him even when he's being an asshole! She knows him well enough to continue to! 😎))
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[ Sasuke pinches the brim of his nose as she talks, because it's just like listening to Naruto ramble on about his stupid ideas of friendship and love, of any of it mattering anymore when he has more important goals.
He bristles even harder at the term bride. He read his notes, he knows he's supposed to be married to Sakura, but the whole idea of it has left him angry and confused, because his current memories are so far from the possibility of marriage that it makes him feel insane. ]
Do you ever stop talking?
You can drop them off where ever you'd like, they'll just end up in the garbage. I told you. I'm not interested.
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No! [clearly taking great joy in saying so]
Well, if you're gonna be like that, I'll just hold onto them for a time when you'll be more appreciative. So there. [said in the tone of one obviously used to being little miss royalty]
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Maybe this notebook is fake. He refuses to believe a future version of himself would be okay with any of this. ]
Are you done here, then?
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sing-song] For now! Get back to me when this month stops being an asshole, I'll be holding the gifts nice and snug in the meantime!
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He lets out a frustrated, almost growl-like noise as he shuts off his feed. ]
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