mini me ray catchall

[moralmyopia]

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bright and early Week 3 smh do you have this tracked jan

[moralmyopia]

[Well, he has a very bruised nose bridge and a smaller bruise on one cheek, but at least he doesn’t smell like smoke and have panties stuck to him anymore. Small blessings.]

I want you to make a copy of something.

WEEK 3 HASN'T EVEN STARTED YET (yes)

[selfimmolates]

[well, the lack of panties is an improvement, yes.]

What is it?

yea...

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[From inside his shirt, he pulls out a rolled up piece of paper.] A copy of this. [When he unrolls the paper, there’s a map.

It’s all done somewhat messily. There's a body of water, a pavilion, a bunch of little buildings, a forest, and what looks like a mountain.]

Does this look familiar to you?

[selfimmolates]

[...]

No. Where'd you get this?

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I don’t know if it’s worth anything. It could be plans for a room for one of the wings. But I want another copy before I use it as a bargaining tool.

[...]

We found a hidden room.

[selfimmolates]

That would explain your and Takaomi's little run together. You two were quite the spectacle, you know.

[moralmyopia]

Shut it. [UGH!!!! HE DOESN’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT THAT DISASTER.] Can you do it or not?

[selfimmolates]

I can. Where was the hidden room?

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[He takes a moment to search Ray’s face, quiet.]

The armory. It belongs to Cunning.

[selfimmolates]

... Don't tell me you two pissed him off.

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No, it wasn’t him. [Well. It may be him too by NOW.] It was two of the others.

[selfimmolates]

[sasuke (and takaomi), why. cunning was already moody enough this weekend??]

Huh. Which ones?

[moralmyopia]

[They fucked up. Sasuke Uchiha may have fucked up.]

Ambition and Disorder. They don’t know Takaomi was there, so don’t say anything.

[selfimmolates]

I won't.

... But it's not like you two were subtle about it.

[after RUNNING THROUGH THE COURTYARD HOLDING HANDS.]

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[Sasuke’s growl is low, but doesn’t seem to be for Ray. Mostly for himself.]

They surprised us is all. I know half of these idiots can’t keep their mouth shut. You at least I told.

[selfimmolates]

Oh, you having been caught off-guard was clear. Don't worry, though, I'll be discreet.

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[Ray gets a heated glare.]

Just do it. [He holds out the map.] I’m not leaving until it’s finished. I want the original. You are going to show me where you hide it.

[selfimmolates]

[why can't you copy the map yourself, sasuke]

Yeah, sure.

[he takes out a sheet of paper and a pen and who knows where the heck they are right now so he just places it on the nearest hard surface.

seems like the bit about him having photographic memory is true, since he doesn't look at the map again, instead replicating it from memory.]

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[That last part right there is exactly why SASUKE DOESN’T DO IT HIMSELF, THANKS.

He watches Ray carefully. Not exactly suspicious, but curious. Ray doesn’t have to look at the map again. Interesting. He has a similar ability, though only when he has access to the sharingan or rinnegan’s power.]

What doss the tattoo on your neck mean?

[selfimmolates]

[...]

Why do you ask?

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It’s numerical. Quantative. It isn’t low either. One, two, three. [Sasuke doesn’t sound judgmental at least.] It’s an identifier, easily seen. Like a brand.

[But Ray’s fake environment is not quite like Orochimaru’s scientific laboratory. Kinda. So Sasuke just has one conclusion so far:]

Are you a clone?

[selfimmolates]

—What?

[ray stifles a laugh.]

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[Sasuke’s face falls flat.]

A clone. A genetic copy of someone.

[selfimmolates]

I know what a clone is. I just wasn't expecting that guess.

[moralmyopia]

Then what is it for if you aren’t? You’re one of a group of something. Right?