023 -- [Accidental Post]
[Earlier, when looking through his father’s book for the first time in several months, Shikamaru found some pictures he’d never seen before being used as bookmarks. It was… nostalgic, to say the least.
He finds another bookmark to replace them; puts the photos in a drawer to look at later. Because haha, he knows how this works, right? He leaves them out, and somehow his journal accidentally records it. Yeah. Hell no. He’s smarter than that and doesn’t leave his journal anywhere near them. On top of that, he takes it with him when he leaves to assist with a chakra training lesson. Crisis averted!
Guess what he sees when he opens up his journal two hours later.

Where’s the nearest wall. He needs to beat his head softly against it while he attempts to figure out how this happened. Feel free to action it up when he’s back at CH1 too, if you like.]
[ooc: original artwork from here]
He finds another bookmark to replace them; puts the photos in a drawer to look at later. Because haha, he knows how this works, right? He leaves them out, and somehow his journal accidentally records it. Yeah. Hell no. He’s smarter than that and doesn’t leave his journal anywhere near them. On top of that, he takes it with him when he leaves to assist with a chakra training lesson. Crisis averted!
Guess what he sees when he opens up his journal two hours later.

Where’s the nearest wall. He needs to beat his head softly against it while he attempts to figure out how this happened. Feel free to action it up when he’s back at CH1 too, if you like.]
[ooc: original artwork from here]
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[She doesn't think this photo is embarrassing at all.]
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[Maybe he's paranoid. OH WELL. Trying to figure it out anyways.]
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[Not helping, Azusa.] Even if it was an accident, I'm still glad I got to see it. You're so cute.
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Good thing the shots of people in the journal window are smallish, it won't pick up on the tips of his ears turning red. But okay, be polite.]
Haaaa... thanks?
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...I guess. Mine's kind of a nag. [Still fondly.] I'm not used to her smiling like that.
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[Her voice is warm, too, because she knows deep down her mother will come around.]
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...huh.]
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[For curiosities sake. It's a simple theory he hasn't given much though to before. Were they needed to come to Luceti?]
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