はたけ・カカシ 「HATAKE KAKASHI」 (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ura_no_ura) wrote2013-07-10 04:07 pm
ura_no_ura) wrote2013-07-10 04:07 pm
Entry tags:
- ! ooc: luceti,
- * action,
- * video,
- c: barnaby brooks jr.,
- c: bulla brief,
- c: haruno sakura,
- c: henry mills,
- c: ikki,
- c: inuzuka kiba,
- c: maito gai,
- c: namikaze minato,
- c: nara shikamaru,
- c: norma beatty,
- c: riku,
- c: rock lee,
- c: sarutobi asuma,
- c: tenten,
- c: trafalgar law,
- c: uchiha itachi,
- c: uzumaki kushina,
- c: uzumaki naruto,
- c: yamanaka ino,
- c: yuffie kisaragi,
- intro
video | 001
[ Well, it seems he's got the basics down.
This isn't the afterlife, even if Kakashi's not entirely sure if he's actually still alive. And the wings don't do anything other than serve a mostly ornamental purpose. Which, in his book, means that they're completely useless and have about as much function as a second belly-button or a third nipple. Either way, they're itchy and uncomfortable and he had to cut holes in his flak vest so they weren't crushed against his body. A flak vest that was kindly delivered to him by his sensei, along with the rest of his gear. (He's only too relieved that it wasn't Naruto or Sakura or someone else who came across him when he was still in that relative state of undress -- what, without the mask and all.)
So here he is, fully dressed, with his journal-cum-communication device in his hand, flipped on. He supposes he should say hello this way since it would be easier to do this than to hunt down every shinobi of Konoha individually. It probably would also be useful for him to introduce himself to the rest of the network as well.
He's sitting on a tree stumpwhile Minato goes off to do something IDEK ok and has his signature I Am Bored expression on his face. Or rather, lack of expression.
The edges of his wings, silver and tipped in black, flutter slightly. ]
Ah, is this thing on?
[ He brings the camera a little closer then, to make sure it's properly capturing him. Once he's sure, he raises a hand in something of a wave.
This is starting to feel like some sort of speed dating thing, minus the actual person sitting in front of him. Not that he's ever actually done speed dating, but he assumes that's how it'd work. ]
Yo. My name is Hatake Kakashi. I'm a shinobi by trade.
[ What does one say in introductions? Likes, dislikes, dreams, and hobbies? Ah, he supposes he can do that. ]
I'm not the kind of guy who talks about his likes and dislikes... My dreams are...hmm.... [ a beat ] none of your business. And I have many hobbies. None of which I want to tell you.
[ Another beat. ]
Any questions?
This isn't the afterlife, even if Kakashi's not entirely sure if he's actually still alive. And the wings don't do anything other than serve a mostly ornamental purpose. Which, in his book, means that they're completely useless and have about as much function as a second belly-button or a third nipple. Either way, they're itchy and uncomfortable and he had to cut holes in his flak vest so they weren't crushed against his body. A flak vest that was kindly delivered to him by his sensei, along with the rest of his gear. (He's only too relieved that it wasn't Naruto or Sakura or someone else who came across him when he was still in that relative state of undress -- what, without the mask and all.)
So here he is, fully dressed, with his journal-cum-communication device in his hand, flipped on. He supposes he should say hello this way since it would be easier to do this than to hunt down every shinobi of Konoha individually. It probably would also be useful for him to introduce himself to the rest of the network as well.
He's sitting on a tree stump
The edges of his wings, silver and tipped in black, flutter slightly. ]
Ah, is this thing on?
[ He brings the camera a little closer then, to make sure it's properly capturing him. Once he's sure, he raises a hand in something of a wave.
This is starting to feel like some sort of speed dating thing, minus the actual person sitting in front of him. Not that he's ever actually done speed dating, but he assumes that's how it'd work. ]
Yo. My name is Hatake Kakashi. I'm a shinobi by trade.
[ What does one say in introductions? Likes, dislikes, dreams, and hobbies? Ah, he supposes he can do that. ]
I'm not the kind of guy who talks about his likes and dislikes... My dreams are...hmm.... [ a beat ] none of your business. And I have many hobbies. None of which I want to tell you.
[ Another beat. ]
Any questions?
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[No you have to stay because. Reasons. He has reasons okay.]
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Ahh, I appreciate it, but really, I should find my own place...
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Well of course, but for now, you're gonna stay with us. [Nod nod, no exceptions.]
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Sob, Naruto, always having some kind of ulterior motive to one-up your poor sensei. He's old. Leave him alone.Kakashi's secretly a bit happy because Naruto wants him there so much. Ahhh, his students are so adorable sometimes. ]
Well, I'm sure I'll see you around for dinner later... Anyway, how long have you been here?
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Yeah? I'm at home now, so I guess I'll see you later.
[As for how long..]
Two months. Woke up in the forest with my Mom and Dad, it was weird.
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[He can't help it- that huge grin when he gets when talking about his parents. Being a family.]]
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Mm!
[ That means he's agreeing with you rather enthusiastically, Naruto. Even if it was just one syllable. ]
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So you need help finding this place or what? If you're coming for dinner, I've gotta make sure you get here on time!
Of course, unless you just want to get yelled at by my Mom.
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[ After all, it's Sensei and Kushina-san, and Kakashi couldn't possibly be disrespectful towards them. ]
As for my new place, I was thinking of checking out that communal housing building everyone keeps talking about.
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[He's actively looking forward to dinner now, Kakashi has to eat in front of them HE WILL SEE HIS FACE....]
Oh, those. Yeah, all the other guys live in the same building. It's not too far from where we are.
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[...]
MOOOOOOOOOOM?
[Just going to yell across the house.]
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WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?
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WHAT TIME'S DINNER?
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SAME TIME AS ALWAYS.
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'KAY. THANKS!
[Turning back to the journal like it's no big deal.]
She said normal time, so seven.
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Okay then.
Seven it is. ]
Alright, I'll see you then.
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