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high_seas2014-02-14 12:35 am
thethundersaid) wrote in high_seas2014-02-14 12:35 am
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[05] boy you'll be the death of me
Who: Sasuke & Friends Former Acquaintances, limited one-afternoon engagement. (Sakura & Naruto.)
Where: Isla Empieza (starting at the marketplace)
When: Backdated to February 11th.
What: Sasuke 'fesses up his identity at some point and now is the hour of reckoning.
Warnings: Probably not too violent.
Style: Whatever! Anything! Go wild.
Status: Openish. (Drop me a line so we can sort timeline if you want in!)
Somehow, he hadn't expected Sakura's name to turn up in the journal. Given who else from his world was also here, he likely should have: there was clearly neither rhyme nor reason as to who was pulled from where and when, though if Davy Jones was trying to pick people out for power, he was certainly raking through Sasuke's world thoroughly.
His frame was tense as he stalked through Empieza toward the fountain to meet Sakura, ignoring the way the locals still gave him apprehensive looks and surreptitiously left a space around him even in the marketplace.
Where: Isla Empieza (starting at the marketplace)
When: Backdated to February 11th.
What: Sasuke 'fesses up his identity at some point and now is the hour of reckoning.
Warnings: Probably not too violent.
Style: Whatever! Anything! Go wild.
Status: Openish. (Drop me a line so we can sort timeline if you want in!)
Somehow, he hadn't expected Sakura's name to turn up in the journal. Given who else from his world was also here, he likely should have: there was clearly neither rhyme nor reason as to who was pulled from where and when, though if Davy Jones was trying to pick people out for power, he was certainly raking through Sasuke's world thoroughly.
His frame was tense as he stalked through Empieza toward the fountain to meet Sakura, ignoring the way the locals still gave him apprehensive looks and surreptitiously left a space around him even in the marketplace.