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[Filtered to Konoha Shinobi and Temari || 100% Unhackable]
Meeting tonight, at sundown. [What about goes without saying - most of them should know already.] Fourth floor's kitchen. Try not to pull a Kakashi.
[And thus starts off the long to-do-list of Shikamaru's day. The filter goes up in the morning, giving - hopefully - everyone time to see it.
He's decided he needs to talk to Naruto before then. On his way out the building he'll stop by his apartment, or send another filter off to him if he's not around. With everything going on he would be surprised. After he's tracked him down, it's off to the other side of the village to find Tony Stark at his casa, to hand over a project he's been working on for the last several nights. Playing delivery boy again, ugh. No notice this time, though. He's acting like a functional human being again, but he's not up for the sarcastic banter. Once he's done there, it's over to the school to find Katara in the thirty minute window he has after classes let out. Apologies are an order.
Specific things attended to... wow, without Masaomi around this week, he has a lot of time on his hands, huh. Well okay. He goes off to the forest with a bag of coconuts of all things and lines them up at head level when he finds a good spot to sit them for tanto practice - or more precisely: strength training. He's never used his short sword much. The one time he did, he wasn't strong enough with it to do as he intended, so he should work on that now.
And okay, surely by then the sun will be going down... or okay, nope. With a few hours to kill, somehow he winds up at the Seventh Heaven restaurant. In part because he figures it could be a good place to drop off some of the coconuts, and also because he realizes on the way over he hasn't actually eaten yet. Or done much of anything this past week, besides getting Asuma up to speed about Luceti, or working on various projects.
Sooo. Might be nodding off there at the restaurant. Might be napping after he eats, if he doesn't get kicked out for it. SITTING DOWN WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA. Fine, he'll pose a random pointless question to the masses, maybe that'll keep him occupied.]
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Wonder why they call this place Luceti. Seems like a dumb name. Does it even mean anything?
Meeting tonight, at sundown. [What about goes without saying - most of them should know already.] Fourth floor's kitchen. Try not to pull a Kakashi.
[And thus starts off the long to-do-list of Shikamaru's day. The filter goes up in the morning, giving - hopefully - everyone time to see it.
He's decided he needs to talk to Naruto before then. On his way out the building he'll stop by his apartment, or send another filter off to him if he's not around. With everything going on he would be surprised. After he's tracked him down, it's off to the other side of the village to find Tony Stark at his casa, to hand over a project he's been working on for the last several nights. Playing delivery boy again, ugh. No notice this time, though. He's acting like a functional human being again, but he's not up for the sarcastic banter. Once he's done there, it's over to the school to find Katara in the thirty minute window he has after classes let out. Apologies are an order.
Specific things attended to... wow, without Masaomi around this week, he has a lot of time on his hands, huh. Well okay. He goes off to the forest with a bag of coconuts of all things and lines them up at head level when he finds a good spot to sit them for tanto practice - or more precisely: strength training. He's never used his short sword much. The one time he did, he wasn't strong enough with it to do as he intended, so he should work on that now.
And okay, surely by then the sun will be going down... or okay, nope. With a few hours to kill, somehow he winds up at the Seventh Heaven restaurant. In part because he figures it could be a good place to drop off some of the coconuts, and also because he realizes on the way over he hasn't actually eaten yet. Or done much of anything this past week, besides getting Asuma up to speed about Luceti, or working on various projects.
Sooo. Might be nodding off there at the restaurant. Might be napping after he eats, if he doesn't get kicked out for it. SITTING DOWN WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA. Fine, he'll pose a random pointless question to the masses, maybe that'll keep him occupied.]
[Voice]
Wonder why they call this place Luceti. Seems like a dumb name. Does it even mean anything?
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Like we did with Blackbeard. Who we consider a far bigger threat.
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How'd that go?
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... if he comes back, it's likely not just the village in danger but the entire enclosure. He stole Whitebeard's Devil Fruit... extracted it from his corpse somehow. [He stares hard at a tree... does he really want to reveal so much? ... at least Shikamaru would take it seriously.] So he wields two. It's supposed to be an impossible thing... but with him. Fhn. He's an impossible man. And he may come back wielding more in the future. He and his original Fruit are very strange.
Never appears much of a threat until he has the knife in your back.
... anyway, we are enjoying the reprieve from that quarter. Even had a party celebrating him being gone.
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Shikamaru doesn't interrupt Law, listening as he gets to practicing with the tanto again. He wants to ask why he thinks Blackbeard never tried anything, but it seems almost besides the point. Neither here nor there.]
Sometimes I think it'd be great if we could trap people like that here. [The blade sticks; he removes it.] Have a real bash on the outside.
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And he knows why Blackbeard didn't try anything.]
There's something I could get behind. [He smiles a little in resignation.] Pity we can't have nice things like that.
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I'll look forward to it then.
[He's going to go back to watching those strikes. Studying the angle of the edge of the blade on each slash. Maybe a slight adjustment there? Nitpicking, perhaps, but to be able to make successful and repeated clean cuts? A swordsman must demand nothing but perfection from his technique.]
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He just doesn't use it often. So he's focusing on strength over form, even if he's progressing each time.
Probably because he's pretending it's Sasuke's head.]
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And even though its progressing, it isn't quite succeeding, is it? And Law thinks he sees a lot of frustration in there as well.
Another quiet suggestion:]
... the angle of your blade is a little too high. Drop it a bit, and the next strike should go right through.
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...and sure enough, it finally goes clean through.]
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There it goes.
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Good pointer.
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[He tilts his head slightly, idly curious.] ... I don't think I've ever seen you use that weapon before.
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I've had it for a while, and some rough training. Like every chuunin. But I'm more accustomed to my other weapons.
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... don't think I've seen many of your weapons, actually. [His lips tweak up.] Except what you bring to the shogi board. [Scary weapon right there, that intellect of yours.]
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You listed the most important ones right there, honestly. [Intellect included - he knows it's his most dangerous asset.]
I'm best with projectiles. Throw in some wire and my shadows, and that's my gimmick.