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028 -- [Voice || Action]

Hi. [The journal feed starts unceremoniously.] Noticed the village is getting back into the swing of things. Either that or those who are sulking are doing so more quietly. Good luck with that, whichever.

But hey. I'm looking for a lighter that I misplaced. Anyone comes across it, lemme know. Thanks.

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[Through the afternoon and evening, Shikamaru can be found in various places around the village: digging through things in shops, searching through grass and shrubs and so on. He hasn't been around the village much in the last two days, busy elsewhere with his deer.

Now it almost seems like he's making up for it. One minute you might walk past him digging through the trash behind a building, only to go in to find he's inside already (probably asking if the place has a lost and found). Someone's busy.]

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[Oh crap, there's someone there. Did someone see her tun Shikamaru into smoke? ~~There can be no witnesses...~~ Better go and explain herself. Pascal runs over to the door and pops her head out from underneath all the smoke.]

Hey, Shikamaru, this isn't what it looks like! [...] Hey, you're back! Yay!

[Oh so that's who it was. ...somehow this explains almost everything. He waves some more smoke out of the way, frowning down at her.]

Yeah. Back. What happened here?

Well y'see, I saw you over there looking through some stuff so I went to say hello. Then you kinda went up in smoke and then all this happened! And here we are.

[That explanation covered everything. Yup. Just going to actually come out from the smoked-out shop now and get some fresh air.]

Phew! That was pretty cool.

[So cool. He can't see three feet in there.]

Not that much smoke! [He should probably open up some more windows in there, and be grateful there isn't smoke detectors.]

Oh jeez... that owner is going to be pissed...

[THIS WAS NOT HIS FAULT.]

Huh, why? All this smoke is going to be gone in no time. But if you wanna clear it out faster then I saw something super neat in there that we can use.

[She dives back into the smoke filled building, rummages around and reemerges with some of these beauties spinning in her hands. Oh, and one in her mouth for good measure. They're not doing much, but they're at least blowing some of the smoke away!]

Shee? It'sh 'onna ee ay-okay! [Fan-in-mouth talk is a very complex language to properly master.]

[He sighs. That's right. Try and be more optimistic.]

Yeah. Those won't do much, but we can open windows. So long as this place is cleared out before she gets back, it'll be cool. [He steps in to the building slowly, waving his hand to clear up some smoke so he can see.] It's not like much else could've happened in there in two minutes, right?

[She follows behind Shikamaru, blowing the smoke around with her arsenal of mini fans.]

Huh? Nuh uh, nu'hin elsh hap'nd! [Blah. Fans taste bad. Pascal opts for holding the fan in one of her hands instead. Two fans in one hand is incredibly daring okay.] Except for all the stuff I threw on the floor, but we can totally clean that up in no time too!

[Time to open some windows! It's a little hard to do when your hands are full of fans, but possible.]

Before who comes back? ... Oooh, I get it, they're allergic to smoke! I getcha, don't want whoever-this-is freaking out when they come back.

Some woman named Rogue. I dunno about allergies, but I'd be irritat--

[And nearly tripping over said stuff thrown on the floor. He sighs and steps around it.]

What made you feel throwing crap on the floor was a good thing to do?

It's not all crap, some of the stuff I threw could have caught all the smoke if I threw it at just the right angle. I was just tryin' to find that angle!

[Most of the stuff just happens to be containers of different shapes and sizes.]

Whew, window open! Bye-bye smoke, thanks for smoking out the place!

You were trying to catch it?

[But he got the impression she'd set it off in the first place. Why would she-- oh wait. It clicks now.]

For future reference, there wasn't a person in that smoke cloud.

Really? Huh...

[But she saw you man. You went up in smoke. And then you were outside all okay as if you didn't go up in smoke.]

So I'm guessing by makin' more smoke I couldn't have made a new you anyway. Man, that was a waste. Next time I'll just go find the real you, don't worry!

Take a shortcut. I usually have my journal on me.

But what if one of those lame smokey-yous answers? Nah, I'll just sniff you out myself!

Oi, oi. They're not lame.

[--that is giving him a really cool idea though. When Naruto clones himself, he clones his weapons too. So theoretically if he were holding a journal...]

Okay, un-lame. But they're kinda bleh when you're looking for the real you and nt the smokey-you. It's like one great, big let down. I said hey and gave you a friendly pat on the back and everything!

[... She'll just give the real Shikamaru a pat on the back now. To make up for before.]

There we go!

[He starts to chuckle, until the realization dawns on him. That's what took him out? A pat on the back from a girl.

WOW, THAT'S DEPRESSING.]

Yeah. Let down.

[Don't look too happy about that pat on the back man, seriously.]

Aww c'mon, do you want another or something?

[She'll pat him again, a little harder this time. CHEER UP.]

Owww. [He straightens his back, almost as if to get away from a third one.] It's fine, it's fine.

[HE'S GOOD, REALLY.]

[Man up you wuss.]

Y'okay! [A third would have been silly! Two is fine though.] You still don't look too good. Maaaybe you've been in the smoke too long.

Ha. [Smoke jokes.] I've been running around a lot today. Kinda like having two of me around.

Well yeah, there were two of ya', until that other one went poof. Whatcha running around so much for anyway? Hey, maybe I can help you!

[Help you with whatever it is you're doing.]

[Kooky as she is, she is clever.]

We should focus on this mess first, don't you think?

We can focus on two things at once! Come on Shikamaru, multitask!

[Still holding the fans, Pascal picks up as much junk that she threw on the floor as she can and starts moving it off the floor. Not putting it away, just moving the mess elsewhere. It;s fiiine.]

So come on, you gonna let me lend a hand?

[Siiiigh.] All right.

[Wow, you'd think she wasn't helping - only that's exactly what she's trying. He's been stressing over this. Show some gratitude, even if she is spunky.

After a moment, he smiles.]

We're looking for a lighter. 'bout so big. [He uses his hand to indicate the size.]

Got it, and when didja last see it? Were you trying to light a firework and you got so excited that you lost track of where you put it?

[... It could happen. She deposits another junk pile somewhere else. That floor is so clean now you could eat off of it.]

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