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Uchiha Mikoto ([personal profile] supportively) wrote2013-12-16 07:15 pm

001 ( video )

— this can really record what I'm saying?

[It takes a bit of time before the journal gets into focus revealing a dark haired woman who is now in view, it was obvious she had never used anything like the journal from the momentary glimpse of curiosity with her expression and that she is extremely calm about her arrival for the most part]

Oh! There we go. This is working, isn't it? Now I think I've heard the basics about this place but that hardly makes this anymore reassuring if we're to stay here. It's a bit worrying actually since I have a family to get back to, after all.

If these are supposed to be used for communication, I'm guessing people can hear me through this? I'm not sure whether I know anyone here yet but this seems be the way to find out— I'm looking for two of my sons or anyone who would be from Konoha? I'd really grateful for any help at all.
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[personal profile] fantheflame 2014-02-10 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sasuke isn't looking at her. He can't. So her hug catches him by surprise, enough so that he jumps a little. But when she speaks? It's that which makes the tears start tumbling fresh down his cheeks again.]

No, Mom - don't - it's not -

[He wants to say it's not your fault but he doesn't know who is to blame anymore. If anyone is - though that's the thing, isn't it? No one is, no one person, and that's what's worst about this. It's the system's fault, the village's twisted hierarchy and all of its bullshit. If the Uchiha hadn't been ostracized as police - but then, where would they have been instead?]

[He doesn't have the words for this, for any kind of explanation. So he just lifts his arms to hold her again, close enough to rest his cheek against her hair.]


I'm sorry I couldn't stop it.
fantheflame: (Agony)

[personal profile] fantheflame 2014-02-17 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sasuke's breath hitches at that. Hitches hard, and his grip tightens in the hug. When the hitch breaks, something rattles loose in his chest, and his next breath is a sob.]

[Hearing his mother telling him not to blame himself flies in the face of everything he's believed for the last ten years, and he has absolutely no idea how to handle that.]


If I'd been stronger... if I'd known...

[If he'd been stronger he wouldn't have had to be practicing until too late at night for it to matter. He doesn't know what he could have done had be been there, but fuck, he could have tried.]