[006 || Written]

[dragonbadfaith]

Dear...bugger it, not in the mood—

Potter seems to have pissed off back to our world, which is just typical. Always has to have things just handed to him because he's the bloody Boy Who Lived. I bet Dumbledore gave him the House Cup the second he walked into the Great Hall, too, just because he finally bothered to show up for classes halfway through the year. Probably gift-wrapped it, at that.

1000 points to the arseholes of Gryffindor because Potter's not stuck in some stupid bleeding pirate world anymore.

- Draco Malfoy

P.S. Help, my ship has been taken over by ninjas and one of them is wearing the most ghastly and horrid shade of orange and another has pink hair that I think actually might not be dyed or charmed. Why do I have to still be stuck with these nutters when Potter isn't????

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written;

[slugly]

Yes, we are. I guess this has something to do with Itachi?

written;

[dragonbadfaith]

...No, I was simply curious. Why, what about Itachi?

written;

[slugly]

[... You put your foot in your mouth, Sakura. She forgets some people don't know Itachi isn't a thirteen year old where she's from.]

Curious about that too?

written;

[dragonbadfaith]

You mentioned him, is all. I've been sailing with him for awhile now, but I still don't know him that well.

written;

[slugly]

That makes two of us.

He's just a lot younger than I remember him.

written;

[dragonbadfaith]

Really? How old is he supposed to be compared to you lot?

written;

[slugly]

[He's VERY CURIOUS. And bored, probably. Since she is too.

And no harm just telling someone an age.]

I'd say at least a few years older. I don't know specifically since I know him about as well as you do.

[Besides the whole clan massacre, she thinks inwardly. But that's still new.]

You'll get used to the orange, by the way. I have.

written;

[dragonbadfaith]

[PRETTY MUCH.]

What, really? He's supposed to be older? How odd.

[At least, he doesn't remember anyone telling him that before.]

...Doubtful. I think perhaps I'll hex his clothes green.

written;

[slugly]

[SIGHS OUT LOUD MAYBE HE HEARS IT IDEK]

Tell me about it.

[But this place is just odd ALL AROUND. Mind control candy. Never 4get.]

Hex?

written;

[dragonbadfaith]

Yes -- hex. Charm. Spell.

I can do magic, basically.

written;

[slugly]

What else can you do besides change clothes' colors?

written;

[dragonbadfaith]

That's a very...broad question. I can do many, many things. It would be hard to just give you a list. Would you like to see some things, perhaps?

written;

[slugly]

Sure, as long as you don't change my hair color.

written;

[dragonbadfaith]

I promise I shall attempt to refrain!

written;

[slugly]

[he promises and that's A BIG DEAL in ninjaland so that's good enough

for now]

Alright then, where can I find you?

written;

[dragonbadfaith]

Out on deck. I'll be the one charming the rope to dance.

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[slugly]

[WELL ALRIGHT THEN

She has half a mind not to comment about 'charming' and their ship name and how it's fitting, etc etc.

She might have, had it been voice.

But to the deck she goes! Looking for a dancing rope and thinking to herself how it should be concerning that she's slowly but steadily getting used to the strange things that happen in this world.

She sneaks up on Draco (she's actually a ninja despite her pink hair) and looks over his shoulder at the wiggling rope with a lot of curiosity.]

So this is magic?

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[dragonbadfaith]

[She's several months too late for that kind of approach to make him completely jump out of his skin anymore. Such is the experience that comes from sailing with Sasuke for too long!

He does tense up, though, for a second, then he's rolling his eyes and muttering a vaguely annoyed "Ninjas" under his breath.]

Yes. Well...this is just a simple spell, really.

[He cancels it, letting the rope fall as he turns to face Sakura, his wand held securely in his grasp.]

Tell me something you'd like to see.

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[slugly]

[Pretends not to hear it.

Rather than giving him something to do right away, she looks at his stick.]

Oh! Um... [She has to think of something so she braces her chin in her hand, looking thoughtful.

She misses electricity.]

You can't summon a flashlight, can you?

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[dragonbadfaith]

A flashlight?

[Blank look.

What is the muggle device of which you speak?

Then his eyes narrow thoughtfully.]

Hmm, flashlight, flashlight... [It sounds VAGUELY familiar. Maybe he heard one of his classmates mention one before.] That's...you mean a torch, right? One of those muggle things? They make light or something or other? I've never seen one before, but—

Lumos!

[He can illuminate the tip of his wand, at least.]

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[slugly]

... Muggle?

[It's about all she gets out until THAT'S A GOOD ENOUGH FLASHLIGHT FOR HER.]

Yes, that! That's amazing!

[HE MADE THE STICK A WORKING FLASHLIGHT WOW]

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[dragonbadfaith]

[HE'S SO AMAZING AND TALENTED. Let him show off a little by alternating between dimming the light and making it brighter.]

Muggles are people in my world who can't use magic.

[Raises his wand, shooting off some random sparks just for the hell of it.]

They're a rather useless lot. Want to see something cool?

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[slugly]

[OOOO AHHHHH~ VERY TALENT MUCH COOL

Useless? Her smile drops slightly until he distracts her.]

Oh... sure.

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[dragonbadfaith]

[Draco grins and then turns the wand on himself, twirling it around his head and muttering the spell to cast a Disillusionment Charm. Slowly, from his head to his feet, his body seems to kind of disappear as he goes all chameleon-like and takes on the colors and textures of their surroundings.]

Imagine what a sneaky ninja you could be if your enemies actually couldn't see you!

[Or, well, if you blended in with everything around you so you became difficult to make out, but whatever. Similar enough.]

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[slugly]

[is that a jab at her pink hair again

IS IT]

Or a sneaky rope charmer.