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[ There is a bloody streak across the screen when the feed turns on, and Shisui takes his hand away once the device has been adjusted to his liking. His face is marred with rivulets of blood that seem to roll off one eye-- an eye that he keeps lidded. The other is bleeding around an edge, but it looks alright for the most part. There is a broken smile on his face when he looks into feed and speaks in a voice that is so many degrees less than enthusiastic. ]
It looks like I’m back. Hello, everyone... again.
[ He attempts to wipe off the incessant flow of blood down his cheek, smearing the right side of his face almost completely in red. ]
Itachi...? [ Shisui makes another attempt to smile, but his voice isn’t so steady ] We have a table tennis game to finish. You remember the score? | |
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[guess who has a strange question again? Dextera, of course, but to him it isn't so strange. the sky was a different color than what he was used to and since so far it seemed okay to ask questions...]
Can I ask why the sky is that color? | |
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