Sep. 19th, 2011 07:55 pm
First Howl ♋ [Action/Voice]
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keepitcanineAll right!
Listen up and listen good, you sick freaks! I don't know what kind of stupid joke you bastards are trying to pull, but it ends here, right now!
[For those nearby, in the forest Kiba and Hinata have found themselves in, they might be able to hear or even witness the heated broadcast first-hand. Otherwise, their voices and an occasional camera snapshot is going to be all available to the casual or curious listener. Even so, the journal's camera might be just useful enough to capture the current moment: Hinata, who is just behind Kiba, has a worried look on her face in contrast to Kiba's absolutely livid one. When Hinata starts to talk, her voice is soft and incomparable to Kiba's challenging tone.] Um, Kiba-kun…?
[If Kiba heard her, he shows no indication of it, his voice a frustrated snarl.] Where is he?! Where. Is. Akamaru?
Kiba-kun?
[Kiba voice lowers, though it loses little of its emotional edge.] If you people have hurt him, I’ll—I’ll—
Kiba-kun, please. [This time, Hinata's voice is louder than her first few attempts. She even puts a gentle hand on his shoulder to get his attention, if not to calm the angry ninja. Kiba stops, and the journals might detect a brief pause as Kiba turns his head to regard her, his voice softening, though it's still sharp and brittle.]
What?
[She's startled to silence for a beat or two before she composes herself and gives that shoulder a very soft squeeze of reassurance.] I just think you- you should calm down for a while... Akamaru-kun shouldn't be too far and I think we can find him if we look hard enough. Would you mind if I- if I address the citizens of this place instead?
[There's a pause that's soon followed by a rustle of sound as the journal changes hands. The grimace on his face is almost detectable.] All right. Fine. You do it. Doesn't matter to me anyway.
[When Hinata receives his journal, she gives him a small smile of thanks. Unlike Kiba's previous address, Hinata's attempt will be gentle and polite.] To— To anyone who has seen a tall white dog, he belongs to my friend. Please, we'd like to have him back. Whoever took him, Akamaru-kun is part of our team and we will not stand around until we find him. We will also—
[Then Kiba's voice suddenly cuts in from a small distance away.] You tell those bastards that if they've done anything, and I mean anything, to him, I'll make them regret it! I'll find them and shove these stupid, goddamn wings down their throats! Don't think I won't!
[She gives him an understanding smile. He's going through a lot and if she was the one who had someone precious to her taken away, she'd be distressed too. Turning to the journal again, Hinata continues her diplomatic speech with a more determined face that even the camera likely captures.]—not hesitate to perform necessary procedures if we ever discover that he is injured or hurt.
Thank you.
[And the feed snaps off with an audible click. Though those within the forest might still come upon them, perhaps just after their broadcast as they talk on the ground floor, or perhaps sometime later as they jump from tree to tree in rapid, though attentive haste, pausing every little while to rest briefly.]
Listen up and listen good, you sick freaks! I don't know what kind of stupid joke you bastards are trying to pull, but it ends here, right now!
[For those nearby, in the forest Kiba and Hinata have found themselves in, they might be able to hear or even witness the heated broadcast first-hand. Otherwise, their voices and an occasional camera snapshot is going to be all available to the casual or curious listener. Even so, the journal's camera might be just useful enough to capture the current moment: Hinata, who is just behind Kiba, has a worried look on her face in contrast to Kiba's absolutely livid one. When Hinata starts to talk, her voice is soft and incomparable to Kiba's challenging tone.] Um, Kiba-kun…?
[If Kiba heard her, he shows no indication of it, his voice a frustrated snarl.] Where is he?! Where. Is. Akamaru?
Kiba-kun?
[Kiba voice lowers, though it loses little of its emotional edge.] If you people have hurt him, I’ll—I’ll—
Kiba-kun, please. [This time, Hinata's voice is louder than her first few attempts. She even puts a gentle hand on his shoulder to get his attention, if not to calm the angry ninja. Kiba stops, and the journals might detect a brief pause as Kiba turns his head to regard her, his voice softening, though it's still sharp and brittle.]
What?
[She's startled to silence for a beat or two before she composes herself and gives that shoulder a very soft squeeze of reassurance.] I just think you- you should calm down for a while... Akamaru-kun shouldn't be too far and I think we can find him if we look hard enough. Would you mind if I- if I address the citizens of this place instead?
[There's a pause that's soon followed by a rustle of sound as the journal changes hands. The grimace on his face is almost detectable.] All right. Fine. You do it. Doesn't matter to me anyway.
[When Hinata receives his journal, she gives him a small smile of thanks. Unlike Kiba's previous address, Hinata's attempt will be gentle and polite.] To— To anyone who has seen a tall white dog, he belongs to my friend. Please, we'd like to have him back. Whoever took him, Akamaru-kun is part of our team and we will not stand around until we find him. We will also—
[Then Kiba's voice suddenly cuts in from a small distance away.] You tell those bastards that if they've done anything, and I mean anything, to him, I'll make them regret it! I'll find them and shove these stupid, goddamn wings down their throats! Don't think I won't!
[She gives him an understanding smile. He's going through a lot and if she was the one who had someone precious to her taken away, she'd be distressed too. Turning to the journal again, Hinata continues her diplomatic speech with a more determined face that even the camera likely captures.]—not hesitate to perform necessary procedures if we ever discover that he is injured or hurt.
Thank you.
[And the feed snaps off with an audible click. Though those within the forest might still come upon them, perhaps just after their broadcast as they talk on the ground floor, or perhaps sometime later as they jump from tree to tree in rapid, though attentive haste, pausing every little while to rest briefly.]
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Kiba. I have been here long enough to know if a comrade of mine was in the village.
I'll be there shortly. [It shouldn't take him too long with his ninja speed afterall.]
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[This is his skeptical voice. Revel in it.]
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You are being obnoxious, Kiba. [He's been here for over a year. He would know if he saw Akamaru gawd.] Perhaps after you have calmed down you will be far more capable of listening to reason.
[Oh, boy so this is going swimmingly.]
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...When it makes sense. Yours doesn't, by the way.
[This is Akamaru we're talking about. Abandon all reason, all ye who enter here.]
If you haven't seen him, fine, but unless you've been everywhere today, don't you dare tell me you know he's not here when you haven't looked!
[He missed you, too, you jerk.]
1/3
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I have been here for a year, Kiba. And in that time period there has been no signs of either you nor Akamaru. Villagers animal companions do arrive here, it is just rare that I have seen them arrive together. Akamaru is likely to appear shortly.
That is what I have been trying to tell you. Yet you refuse to listen to anything I say.
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You are acting as if he is not my comrade as well, Kiba... [Remember? You guys had that whole team going on and everything. He wouldn't just say he wasn't here on a whim like that, man.]
1/?
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He just shut the damn journal on him.
Normally, that might've led to a loud bark of laughter, but for the moment it's met with a few blinking moments of actual silence, and perhaps a spark of vague indignation. (Shino hung up on him.) The hell? He must've really pissed Shino off, considering how muted Shino's emotions are.]
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He's about to say something, but he stops. His voice almost immediately lightens, losing a chunk of its frustrated edge.]
...So you're saying if he's really not here, he will be?
/done
...I didn't mean it like that. Hell, Shino.
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[Oh, good. He didn't mean it that way. Now he'll never mention that slight outburst he had again.]
... Nevertheless. It is good to see comrades here. [Since he secretly obv missed you guys.]