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Here's a question. If you're in hell and you get pissed off at somebody, where do you tell them to go to?

[In before Luceti.]

[Shikamaru's been a busy guy lately. There's been a lot of details to go over with the draft, as well as outlining strategies, and there's still more to come. A question un-battle related seemed like a good distraction.

But duty calls, and he can only put it off for so long.]

[Filtered to the Shifter Hunting Squad || 100% Unhackable]

In case I missed anyone at the meeting, we're getting in some practice tomorrow. Come prepared; we'll meet at the barracks around noon.

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[...someone else is getting a more personal invite, though that's not going to be the only thing they discuss. He's put off talking to her long enough, as it is. So Temari, if you're home, there's an idiot knocking on your door again.]

[ooc: by the magic of bending time and space, anyone from the Shifter Hunting group on the draft will have met Shikamaru at the meeting at the barracks. Anyone who's seriously interested about being a reserve member is included in this too. I'll have a free-for-all log up later where the team can interact with each other for the first time, though that can also be assumed if you have no time to tag.]

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[That gets a chuckle.] What's your name?

Nara Shikamaru.

A pleasure, Mr. Shikamaru. Archie Kennedy.

Likewise. You come from one of those worlds where the family name is said last? [He can usually tell off the bat, but it's a little harder in this instance.]

...Yes. [He's never been to Southeast Asia, but he barely remembers an older sailor--Finch, perhaps--talking about it.] I take it you're not?

Nah. Where I come from, family name is said first. Nara is the clan I belong to; Shikamaru is my given name.

Where are you from?

Probably nowhere you know. It doesn't seem to match up with the typical maps I find in the library, anyways. It's a country called the Land of Fire.

The Land of Fire. [His Inner Horatio is telling him not to make any smartass remarks about where that could be.] Do you have a year?

[~~No, because Masashi Kishimoto didn't think to include one so I have to make one up.~~] 1637.

That's nearly 170 years before my time, then, if we're even from the same world.

[Your world have ninjas?]

Probably not. Like I said, it doesn't match up to any of the other maps they have in the library.

[Apparently.]

I thought the library was supposed to have new books from every possible world. [He sounds sarcastic. They don't have 18th-century Scotch, either.]

Tch. If they do, they're keeping them in a basement out of sight. I can't see them fitting so many into the space they have set up here.

...Have you never been inside the library?

[Said in a carefully neutral tone.]

Once every few days, unless I'm busy. [Laid-back as ever here.]

Oh. Well. Then you'd know it's bigger on the inside.

Much. Still not big enough to hold all of the books I'd expect to see from so many different worlds.

Could be that my opinion's colored, though. Libraries in my town are usually devoted to certain purposes. The one here has a lot more variety, so it makes sense that I'm not seeing stuff that could be viewed as less important.

[A small "Mm" of agreement and a moment of silence.]

What are you back in your world?

[This would be the point where he would usually lie about his profession and carry on. Luceti has been content to screw so many things up though - half the villagers here are going to know what he is thanks to this draft, so what's the point in hiding it anymore?

Doesn't mean he's going to give the exact details, however. Or leave it open for everyone to see. Quick filter going up for their conversation now.]

It's kinda complicated to explain. Basically, it's a lot of freelance community work for the village I live in. But my primary job function is as an on-call shinobi.

I beg your pardon?

[It was just a polite question...]

Military man, if that makes more sense. [His world just has armies of ninjas.]

That makes the both of us. Although I tend to apply the term loosely here, since quite a few other military types here could take down a fleet on their own.

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Heh, ain't that the truth. Hard to imagine an army of them.

[Though he's really not one to talk. 8|a]

Well. Perhaps there's some use for us ordinary types somewhere.

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