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[ looks around at this empty inbox ]
Hey Itachi. This is Stiles. I need to talk to you about something important.
[ Then, to make sure Itachi is sufficiently motivated to actually respond to him: ]
It's about Sasuke.
Hey Itachi. This is Stiles. I need to talk to you about something important.
[ Then, to make sure Itachi is sufficiently motivated to actually respond to him: ]
It's about Sasuke.
[He doesn't notice the message immediately, not in any habit of checking the smooth, clock-faced device given to him days ago. Sasuke had explained its function in a cursory introduction with no practical example, so it was shuffled into the back of his mind as 'less important'.
Itachi looks at the words on the screen for a moment. Then he puts it back in his pocket.]
Itachi looks at the words on the screen for a moment. Then he puts it back in his pocket.]
[ Why are you like this. ]
Okay, I'm going to take that as confirmation that you're listening. But I'm not doing this over the network. Other people can eavesdrop. Will you meet me somewhere to talk?
[ Reality: Stiles knows how to make this conversation private. However, it'll be too easy for Itachi to ignore him once Stiles explains what he needs. In person, he can hound Itachi into meeting his demands. ]
Okay, I'm going to take that as confirmation that you're listening. But I'm not doing this over the network. Other people can eavesdrop. Will you meet me somewhere to talk?
[ Reality: Stiles knows how to make this conversation private. However, it'll be too easy for Itachi to ignore him once Stiles explains what he needs. In person, he can hound Itachi into meeting his demands. ]
[This is concerning. The element of secrecy has him wary, wondering whether to accept or pry first for more information. If it's true there's little to no security on these devices, he's going to feel even less inclined to use it unless absolutely necessary...]
Where?
[That'll help him decide.]
Where?
[That'll help him decide.]
Dude, is that code for "I don't know where it is but I'm too proud to ask for directions?" I'm sending you a photo of a map.
[ Said photo arrives not even thirty seconds later. ]
As soon as you can guarantee Sasuke isn't going to follow you? He seems
[ How does he put this politely. ]
clingy.
[ Said photo arrives not even thirty seconds later. ]
As soon as you can guarantee Sasuke isn't going to follow you? He seems
[ How does he put this politely. ]
clingy.
[... How do you save images... he'll figure it out later.]
No. I'm familiar with the six districts that make up the Inner City, including the Shopping District. While I haven't visited each individually, I assume a park would not be difficult to find, unless there are several in that area. In which case it would be wiser to choose somewhere else.
[He thinks you're smarter than that, Stiles.]
Are you concerned with Sasuke knowing we've agreed to meet privately?
No. I'm familiar with the six districts that make up the Inner City, including the Shopping District. While I haven't visited each individually, I assume a park would not be difficult to find, unless there are several in that area. In which case it would be wiser to choose somewhere else.
[He thinks you're smarter than that, Stiles.]
Are you concerned with Sasuke knowing we've agreed to meet privately?
Edited 2020-04-03 23:46 (UTC)
Just the one park.
[ As for the question…that requires a bit of consideration on how to respond. ]
Normally? I’d say no. But because he’ll want to know why? Yeah. Listen, I’m not stupid enough to think I can expect you to keep this secret. If he shows up, it’ll make things more complicated. It’s ABOUT him, after all.
[ As for the question…that requires a bit of consideration on how to respond. ]
Normally? I’d say no. But because he’ll want to know why? Yeah. Listen, I’m not stupid enough to think I can expect you to keep this secret. If he shows up, it’ll make things more complicated. It’s ABOUT him, after all.
[Despite the calm and collected agreement in his words, Itachi is suspicious of this request. That said, since their first encounter in the shared dream and their second upon his arrival, he's decided this is a person he must pay closer attention. And that sometimes requires field work.
Itachi doesn't respond. Fortunately for this time, his brother has left to sleep — a change in schedule evidently attributed to vampirism. That doesn't erase the need for subtlety and stealth. If Sasuke expected him to stay inside all day... well, it's an unrealistic expectation.
There's a bitter nostalgia to doing this. He's reminded of a much different time, sneaking in and out of the household, timing his arrivals and departures based on Sasuke's schedule so they would never cross paths. Sometimes waiting outside until he knew it was safe.
He spends a short period of time preparing to leave, which includes arming himself with borrowed kunai and shuriken as well as finding his shoes and a borrowed cloak. Then he heads to the Shopping District. The park is a quick find, but the last twenty minutes of the wait ends up devoted to... watching Stiles' restless energy entertain itself.
Eventually he crosses the grassy clearing, approach undisguised.]
Itachi doesn't respond. Fortunately for this time, his brother has left to sleep — a change in schedule evidently attributed to vampirism. That doesn't erase the need for subtlety and stealth. If Sasuke expected him to stay inside all day... well, it's an unrealistic expectation.
There's a bitter nostalgia to doing this. He's reminded of a much different time, sneaking in and out of the household, timing his arrivals and departures based on Sasuke's schedule so they would never cross paths. Sometimes waiting outside until he knew it was safe.
He spends a short period of time preparing to leave, which includes arming himself with borrowed kunai and shuriken as well as finding his shoes and a borrowed cloak. Then he heads to the Shopping District. The park is a quick find, but the last twenty minutes of the wait ends up devoted to... watching Stiles' restless energy entertain itself.
Eventually he crosses the grassy clearing, approach undisguised.]
[ And Stiles does entertain, wholly oblivious to his stalker. Though he initially tries to whittle away the remaining time seated on a bench, thumbing through his comm watch, the relative peace of the scene does not last long. After ten minutes, he’s pacing – long legs carrying him back and forth as he does loose laps around the bench, throwing himself at it possessively whenever another weary park-goer drifts too close. When that loses its appeal, he sprawls over the bench in boneless boredom, feet constantly tapping to some unheard tune. Sitting still is hard and no one understands.
Itachi finally approaches. Stiles, who has taken to cloud gazing, startles violently as the man suddenly comes into his view upside down. ]
J-Jesus Christ!
[ The movement of his jerking legs as he sits up nearly knocks over the nondescript bag by his feet. ]
God, finally. Here. [ Reaching down, he grabs the bag and then shoves it in Itachi’s direction. ] A peace offering.
[ If Itachi looks inside the bag, he will find…leeks. Uchihas love leeks, right? Fuck if Stiles knows. ]
Itachi finally approaches. Stiles, who has taken to cloud gazing, startles violently as the man suddenly comes into his view upside down. ]
J-Jesus Christ!
[ The movement of his jerking legs as he sits up nearly knocks over the nondescript bag by his feet. ]
God, finally. Here. [ Reaching down, he grabs the bag and then shoves it in Itachi’s direction. ] A peace offering.
[ If Itachi looks inside the bag, he will find…leeks. Uchihas love leeks, right? Fuck if Stiles knows. ]
[Itachi remains impervious in the face of that alarm, waiting until Stiles has righted himself and addressed him properly, patient and coolly still. At the proffered bag, black eyes narrow into suspicious slits.]
... Set it on the ground, first. Then step away.
[It's like he's handling a live bomb here.]
... Set it on the ground, first. Then step away.
[It's like he's handling a live bomb here.]
Seriously!?
[ As someone who has created and sent bombs before – listen, totally not his fault, he was possessed, he pleads the Fifth – Stiles can only stare at Itachi in exasperated incredulity. ]
God, you’re both royal pains in the ass.
[ Despite the grumbling, he complies. The bag is put back on the ground and he takes three huge, dramatic steps away, hands thrown up in annoyance. ]
[ As someone who has created and sent bombs before – listen, totally not his fault, he was possessed, he pleads the Fifth – Stiles can only stare at Itachi in exasperated incredulity. ]
God, you’re both royal pains in the ass.
[ Despite the grumbling, he complies. The bag is put back on the ground and he takes three huge, dramatic steps away, hands thrown up in annoyance. ]
[Really building a case for yourself, Stiles.
Itachi approaches, one hand on the holster at his waist, then kneels. He withdraws the sharp end of a kunai to open the flaps of the bag with care to reveal its contents. ...Leeks. Why leeks? Perhaps Stiles thought he might be wanting for food; it was true he had no way to purchase meals, and he hadn't arrived with monetary resources. But only one ingredient on its own seems somewhat useless.]
What's the purpose of this offering?
['Peace'?]
Itachi approaches, one hand on the holster at his waist, then kneels. He withdraws the sharp end of a kunai to open the flaps of the bag with care to reveal its contents. ...Leeks. Why leeks? Perhaps Stiles thought he might be wanting for food; it was true he had no way to purchase meals, and he hadn't arrived with monetary resources. But only one ingredient on its own seems somewhat useless.]
What's the purpose of this offering?
['Peace'?]
Edited 2020-04-05 02:49 (UTC)
Think of it as a thank-you gift. In advance.
[ A hand slides into his front pocket, pulling out a beaten journal. Stiles then fiddles with his comm watch, starting to record an audio message sent to his spare (stolen) comm watch back at the cottage. If he can convince Itachi to humor him, it’ll be useful to listen to the recording later for practice. ]
Alright. Now, teach me how to pronounce your names properly.
[ And please don’t kill him. Remember: He bought you leeks!! ]
[ A hand slides into his front pocket, pulling out a beaten journal. Stiles then fiddles with his comm watch, starting to record an audio message sent to his spare (stolen) comm watch back at the cottage. If he can convince Itachi to humor him, it’ll be useful to listen to the recording later for practice. ]
Alright. Now, teach me how to pronounce your names properly.
[ And please don’t kill him. Remember: He bought you leeks!! ]
[How to... pronounce your names. Names, plural, clearly implying his own and Sasuke's. A line of confusion creases at his brow.]
You and Sasuke are familiar with each other. Why not ask him?
[He leaves the bag of leeks on the ground between them, for now.]
You and Sasuke are familiar with each other. Why not ask him?
[He leaves the bag of leeks on the ground between them, for now.]
[As Sasuke's brattiness is well-known territory, this reported reaction doesn't seem to faze Itachi. He lowers his attention again to the leeks, leaning to pull a strap up by his fingers, and carries it over to the bench. There it's left.
Again, this seems... unnecessary to him, if only because he wouldn't care or take it personally if Stiles mispronounced his name. He wonders at the motivation—it's blatant this is more about Sasuke. To get these names correct for Sasuke.
Oh, and.]
... Is this the reason you asked for this meeting?
[He thought this was IMPORTANT!!]
Again, this seems... unnecessary to him, if only because he wouldn't care or take it personally if Stiles mispronounced his name. He wonders at the motivation—it's blatant this is more about Sasuke. To get these names correct for Sasuke.
Oh, and.]
... Is this the reason you asked for this meeting?
[He thought this was IMPORTANT!!]
...Yeeeees? [ he ventures tentatively, moving so that Itachi remains between him and the bench. ] Listen, don’t get mad. There’s no way you would have come out here to meet me if I’d been straight with you.
[ Squints at Itachi, wondering how well he’ll be able to keep up if the older Uchiha decides to make a break for it. ]
Please?
[ Squints at Itachi, wondering how well he’ll be able to keep up if the older Uchiha decides to make a break for it. ]
Please?
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