023 -- [Accidental Post]

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[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]

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[Suppressing a groan...] Me.

[herotypical]

...Cute. No, really. Very cute.

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Thanks. It wasn't really meant to go up here, though.

[herotypical]

...Oh. The old devil makes work for idle journals issue.

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Not even that. I was worried something like that would happen, so I put it in a drawer.

[Sigh.] All that precaution for nothing. It's troublesome.

[herotypical]

Waitwaitwait. So how'd it get to the journal?

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Animal hijinks.

[herotypical]

I hope you put the soul responsible in the corner for a time out.

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She's my roommate's, so I don't really have that responsibility. But she can forget about me sneaking some snacks to her for a while.

[herotypical]

Well -- considering all the things that could've happened? Slight embarrassment isn't so bad. Right?

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Heh. At first it was annoying, but it'd be troublesome to make a big deal over it now. I figure I'll just carry on with what dignity I have left.

[herotypical]

Oh, mister. Don't make me list my own humiliations just so you can feel better about this one. Dignity doesn't exist in this place.

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I think saying it doesn't exist does the opposite of what you were hoping to accomplish. We should pretend otherwise.

[herotypical]

...Can we pretend I said something very suave and convincing instead?

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Want a do-over?

[herotypical]

Hmm. Maybe. Perhaps I can come up with something like...like how you should happily share this part of you with the people around you?

Nah. Too corny.

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Any cornier, and it'd be deep. There's a fine line there.

[herotypical]

And trust me to land on the wrong side every time.

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[He laughs.] Ah well. If anyone asks, I'll say it was especially sagacious.

[herotypical]

Thank you.

...Must be kind of a shock, finding something like that here.

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I'd say it takes more than that to surprise me, but... [He shrugs. All right, it kind of was.]

However, that I found them here has little to do with it.

[herotypical]

O-oh? Why's that? Don't get much from home? I suffer from that symptom, too...

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That's part of it. [There's a thoughtful pause before he snorts.] Tch. That's true, ain't it? Not a lot shows up here for you after you first arrive.

[herotypical]

For some of us, at least. Others? Others seem to get all kinds of treats from home. Somehow.

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Like those phones?