[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.]
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:]
[Not wrong. Ray is stuck walking with Sasuke to the dining hall. The good thing is... Sasuke isn’t mouthy?? He walks in silence unless Ray decides to talk.]
once they reach the dining hall, he pries off a cushion from a chair, folds the map into a small piece, and then places it onto the chair base, at which point he covers it with the cushion again.]
[Sasuke has reservations about this (One Fear), but it isn't necessarily because of Ray. He just doesn't trust anything about this place in general. Or luck.]
Alright. [Whew. Sort of... For Now...] That's all.
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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?
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Why do you ask?
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[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?
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[ray stifles a laugh.]
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A clone. A genetic copy of someone.
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[helpful.]
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Sasuke just gives Ray an expectant look.]
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It's a livestock brand.
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? — 🚶🏻♂️? — 🐄?]
You’re... [No, that thought is just fucking stupid. (ray is actually a cow)] ...food?
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Yeah. I was supposed to end up as a demon's meal.
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A demon...? A... chakra beast?
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I know. [Sigh.] Demons are consuming humans for food? Is that... really your world?
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Yes.
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Fine. [He will table this to lament over later.] Where do you want to hide the map?
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[in before some elaborate dinner party]
Where in the dining hall?
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Underneath the seat cushion of one of the chairs—that work for you?
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That works. Let’s go.
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[god it feels like he's stuck with sasuke until sasuke tells him he's free]
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once they reach the dining hall, he pries off a cushion from a chair, folds the map into a small piece, and then places it onto the chair base, at which point he covers it with the cushion again.]
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Alright. [Whew. Sort of... For Now...] That's all.
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