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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action;
Don't worry, Kiba-kun, we will find him.
[Voice] 1/2
[Voice]
Tell Kiba to chill out, will you?
[He... kinda grew up around Kiba, so he knows how impossible of a task that may actually be. It's Akamaru. But if anyone can get him to sit still for sixty seconds, it's going to be Hinata.]
action;
...Akamaru's got to be around here somewhere, right? He has to be.
[His grimace turns in to a full-blown, frustrated scowl as his hands clench into fists.]
Dammit! Where the hell are we, anyway?
action; 1/2
[Which shouldn't be a problem given their team's specialty.]
[Voice] 1/idk
CHILL OUT? Chill out? What right do you have to tell me to "chill out," you lazy, good-for-nothing—
[Voice]
action;
[Voice] 1/2
[Voice]
[Voice]
[He doesn't know what type of zen Shikamaru is currently smoking (how the hell can he sound so calm?) but he both literally and metaphorically wants to punch it in the face.]
[voice] /done
I don't have time to listen to your strategic bullshit. I don't know if you heard, but Akamaru's missing.
[Voice]
I do. It's a place called Luceti, Hinata. Kind've a long story. [So first things first:] Besides Akamaru being missing, are you guys okay where you're at?
[voice]
[He has more to add to that, but let's take this one step at a time.]
[Voice]
We are. Although-- [A beat.] Will you also be able to tell us why we- we have these wings?
voice not here; 1/2
She quickly tosses a blanket over the journal because she doesn't want to wake Ino from her beauty rest and Tenten's ear drums are reaching the threshold of pain. Keep in mind this girl has been around Rock LOUD and Guy-CAPITALS SENSEI for her whole life. ]
action;
[He needs something to yell at, anyway. Needs an excuse.
He watches her activate her bloodline, and he follows suit, channeling more chakra into her nose—though his sense feels clouded, like he was having allergies or something. He takes a running start, climbing up the nearest tree trunk and landing on one of its higher branches to get a better view. His eyes scan around the forest floor, his nose is finding absolutely nothing.
Completely useless!
He waits for Hinata to follow, ready to take off once she lands. He finds this whole situation disturbing, and he doesn't like it one bit.]
How far can you see?
2/2 || Voice!!
Well, Kiba, you're still lively as ever.
[Voice]
But whatever you do, don't try to get them off. It could kill you.
[voice] 1/2
[Which will be, of course, after he finds Akamaru, you jerk.]
[voice]
[He's having a very sane emotional reaction thankyouverymuch.]
no subject
[voice]
Prove it by sitting still long enough for me to explain to you what's going on.
1/2
also p.s. irate kunoichi is irate. ] Anyways, Akamaru isn't even here right now. Shikamaru said nothing about his presence and he's been here for a bit, and, I probably could have remembered seeing a dog the size of your average household furniture. [ line facing so hard through the feed. ] He's safe.
action;
This is-- [Pause. How can she even put it into words?] This is very strange. It's as if there's something hindering me to see further. Something beyond the forest. [It's the place's barrier.]