Kushina Uzumaki (
ghostpepper) wrote2013-09-09 05:11 am
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3 Crushed Tomatoes | video/maybe action in Ecruteak
[Kushina's Togepi is the first thing in view until she absentmindedly pulls him closer.]
C'mere Ryuutarou, don't play with mommy's stuff. Minato, I need some money for clothes. I can't keep borrowing yours.
[His bag comes flying over, which she catches and sets in her lap with a grin. She proceeds to dig through it, withdrawing various articles of clothing, a towel, a breeder's guide, and... a book that makes her stop before adding it to the pile. She flips it open to somewhere in the middle and stares in horror and disgust for a second before slamming it shut again and brandishing it at Minato.]
You were hiding this from me?!
[He'd just been innocently minding his own business, checking his own 'gear after tossing his bag to his (beautiful, lovely, wonderful, amazing... did he mention beautiful) wife, innocently reading over the messages posted, innocently checking the weather- when her voice cut through his oblivious haze and made him jump, startled. Guiltily.]
What? I'm not-
[Hiding... anything.... There was a sound, an unholy and completely unmanly choked gurgle like sound from Minato as he looked up, realized what Kushina was waving his direction.
Uh oh.]
I-It's not what you think! I found it!
[Yeah. That was helpful.
Helpful in boosting his wife's temper.]
Not what I think?! It looks like a porn novel to me!
[Aaaaaaaand she's on her feet as her hair rises with her temper. Ryuutarou trots closer to her 'gear until he's out of sight. But the camera mysteriously tilts to get a better view of the scene.]
Well it's-
[It is a porn novel. He stood up too, 'gear forgotten as he raised his hands in protest, taking careful steps away from his angry wife. Aha.. haha... ha...]
One of Sensei's books! Things from home showed up here and...
[And he had found it. And kept it. Because while yes, porn, it was still... sentimental. Sort of.
If he'd wanted to hide it from her he would have found a better place than the bag he always let her pick through okay.]
Kushina, please just-
[Whatever his plea was going to be, however, gets cut off when Ryuutarou comes back into view and mashes the off button.]
((Red is Kushina, blue is Minato. Answers will ICly come about... four to five hours later? Something like that. Anyone in Ecruteak around the inn can probably hear the yelling around the late afternoon...))
C'mere Ryuutarou, don't play with mommy's stuff. Minato, I need some money for clothes. I can't keep borrowing yours.
[His bag comes flying over, which she catches and sets in her lap with a grin. She proceeds to dig through it, withdrawing various articles of clothing, a towel, a breeder's guide, and... a book that makes her stop before adding it to the pile. She flips it open to somewhere in the middle and stares in horror and disgust for a second before slamming it shut again and brandishing it at Minato.]
You were hiding this from me?!
[He'd just been innocently minding his own business, checking his own 'gear after tossing his bag to his (beautiful, lovely, wonderful, amazing... did he mention beautiful) wife, innocently reading over the messages posted, innocently checking the weather- when her voice cut through his oblivious haze and made him jump, startled. Guiltily.]
What? I'm not-
[Hiding... anything.... There was a sound, an unholy and completely unmanly choked gurgle like sound from Minato as he looked up, realized what Kushina was waving his direction.
Uh oh.]
I-It's not what you think! I found it!
[Yeah. That was helpful.
Helpful in boosting his wife's temper.]
Not what I think?! It looks like a porn novel to me!
[Aaaaaaaand she's on her feet as her hair rises with her temper. Ryuutarou trots closer to her 'gear until he's out of sight. But the camera mysteriously tilts to get a better view of the scene.]
Well it's-
[It is a porn novel. He stood up too, 'gear forgotten as he raised his hands in protest, taking careful steps away from his angry wife. Aha.. haha... ha...]
One of Sensei's books! Things from home showed up here and...
[And he had found it. And kept it. Because while yes, porn, it was still... sentimental. Sort of.
If he'd wanted to hide it from her he would have found a better place than the bag he always let her pick through okay.]
Kushina, please just-
[Whatever his plea was going to be, however, gets cut off when Ryuutarou comes back into view and mashes the off button.]
((Red is Kushina, blue is Minato. Answers will ICly come about... four to five hours later? Something like that. Anyone in Ecruteak around the inn can probably hear the yelling around the late afternoon...))
[Video]
Isn't that nice. Wouldn't want to murder anybody without a good sandwich.
What the hell is a coon eye?
[She's either murdering raccoons or really bizarrely racist.]
[Video]
It's a type of double-edged blade, a little longer than my hand. [She holds up her hand, palm facing the camera.] Usually has a loop on the end so you can string some together, attach an explosive tag, or add whatever you need to hang off the end. Most of us just use them like a normal blade though. Then there's some who use three-pronged kunai. [Her eyes flick off to the side where Minato as she mentions it. Maybe he'll guess the significance, maybe not.] Its got two smaller points about this big-- [she sizes out an inch or two with her hand] --on either side of the main blade, which is a bit thinner.
[Video]
[Blake's actually quiet through the explanation, and tries to listen.]
[He draws a conclusion as he eyes the thing.]
You coulda just said "a knife."
[Video]
[Blake gets a mildly annoyed huff at his conclusion. Because she will argue until she's blue in the face that it's not exactly the same as a knife.]
It's not just some knife though. Those are for kitchens and stuff like that. There's a difference between knives and kunai.
[Video]
[He's gotten the feeling from other ninjas that this isn't an argument he can win, but he can't just give it up.]
Okay, a special knife. That explodes or something.