Holly Heights IC Contact

[eyeforaneye]

[ IC contact post/mailbox for Holly Heights! ]

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[bauhinia]

[ Whether you've been naughty or nice, Hong Kong wants you to have a very Merry Christmas and happiest holidays. The best way to do this, of course, is via eating sweets that have been lovingly and tenderly hand-crafted for you and by imbibing a little mulled wine. If you're underage, you get some apple cider. Which is just as festive! Warm it up, sit in front of your tree, and eat the heads off some gingerbread people as you wait for Santa to come knocking. Or sliding down your chimney, whichever. Included with the package is a card wishing you a "Happy Christmas!"

Included along with these things is a book of Christmas stories from around the world. ]

[eyeforaneye]

[ ... grudging acceptance... ]

<3

[liquidate]

[ As for Sasuke, he gets multiple packets of tomato seeds.

Suigetsu totally found them at the mall when everyone ditched him at the fountain and now he's giving them to his favourite "not-friend".

He leaves them on Sasuke's nightstand with an empty pot, because what is gift wrap?]

[eyeforaneye]

................

[ He will quietly excuse himself from the house to buy potting soil the very next day. And maybe a mini watering can and shovel. And bonsai clippers. We need never speak of it. ]

text;

[selfism]

You still game?

text;

[eyeforaneye]

As if that would change.

backdated to palentine's day

[liquidate]

Sasukeee?

[ Okay, so this is all Rise's idea, but by god if this was supposed to be a teammate celebration day, who was he to stomp all over it?

Everyone likes presents. Everyone. So in Suigetsu's hands is a plastic CD case, permanent marker smeared on the cover, big bold letters saying: "SASUYUKI MIX".

He pokes his head into their bedroom. ]

Sasuke?

i wish you could see my face right now; ilu so much

[eyeforaneye]

[ Chin on fist, book in hand. And how appropriate it is that he's reading A Midsummer's Night Dream. ]

Yes, my alluring teammate? [ He's not even flinching from this forced flirting anymore. He's so resigned. ]

text | backdated to the event duh | 1/idk how many i'm sorry about this

[navelgeneral]

[ Imagine the following series of messages nice and spread out over the course of a single day. ]

sasuke what do you like for breakfast?? yknow cause id cook it for you the next day if you know what i mean

always text

[navelgeneral]

i just got outta the shower wink wink and i was wondering shower you doin?

[navelgeneral]

why dont you reply man? every message from you is fine print and id totally read it

and so, after the superpower shenannies...

[liquidate]

[ Just ask him about it.

Sasuke's laying right above him and he can't even open his mouth to demand an answer to his simple question. He's so lame, staring at the bottom of the bunk bed, Jaws poster baring its teeth at him. He feels like the shark in the water, right now, ready to snap at the naked lady in the water. The naked lady doesn't even know what sort of danger awaits her, and won't until it's too late.

But what if Jaws got too nervous and couldn't make his move on the naked lady? Would he swim away hungry and confused, regretting not eating such a luscious naked lady? Would the naked lady swim after him and purposely mimic an appetizing seal instead, just so Jaws could finally do what he's been meaning to do this whole time?

No.

The naked lady doesn't know that Jaws wants to gnaw— ]

...

[ Blinking, Suigetsu makes a hideous face at himself. The inaccuracy of that analogy makes him second guess his mind being capable of linear thought. It's glaringly obvious that Sasuke is not a naked lady. His plan to boost his own morale has spun, crashed, and burned.

All that's left now is to chicken out and send him a text message. While in the same room. ]

I heard what you said about me.

... I can't handle how much I love you

[eyeforaneye]

[ Nighttime for Sasuke is also a time for contemplation, something he considers unpleasant enough to normally avoid through overworking his body and ensuring his own exhaustion. In Holly Heights it's been a little more difficult. There's been plenty of time to think things over. Plenty of time to devote his thoughts to the person in the bunk below him, to where they stand in regards to one another and just how he should approach certain recent events. He'd told himself he was being reasonable in staying silent about them, but perhaps he's only been justifying his own cowardice.

It's more a fear of getting close to someone in any capacity rather than a fear of actual conversation, although... It's probably pretty pathetic that in some ways that rattles him as well. He's not good with words; what if he's unable to articulate what's in his head?

When he feels the vibration of his phone next to him, he assumes his nightly thoughts have been interrupted by someone like Sharrkan or Sinbad. It certainly isn't his own teammate, barely two feet below that Sasuke expects a message from. ]

... I don't know what you're referring to. Is there something wrong with your voice or are you just angry at me?

[ action ] [ 4/14, some time past noon ]

[plaiting]

[Knocking on the door was probably the more obvious choice, but Kouha was excited. And he didn't want to risk seeing Sinbad (gross!) on his quest to find out if Judar was home at the moment, so instead he gives a few harsh knocks to the side window.

... Oh, but maybe there was someone on the second floor. Right. He looks away from the window he'd just knocked on to gather up some rocks he could use to throw up there. The bigger the better, right?]

[ action ]

[eyeforaneye]

[ Just about the last thing that he'd wanted to deal with while engrossed in his homework -- learning the history of other worlds was surprisingly interesting -- was an interruption. Not the last thing he'd expected, however; people in this place were much too nosy for their own good.

The first rock, he ignores. The second has him standing and moving towards the window to open it, and the third is actually caught in his hand. ]

Oi. Who are you and what the hell do you want?

[action??]

[chinagirl]

[There's someone outside his bedroom window, eyeing his western-style bed.]

[action]

[eyeforaneye]

[ Which of course he notices as soon as he enters the room to tend to his tomato planet. ]

... [ People really need to stop hanging out outside his window; this is becoming A Thing and he's not sure how to feel. Crossing the room to said window, easing it open, and staring her down is clearly the correct response. ]

What.

[decreto]

[Have a small note and a gold star from Sayaka.]

It won't help you become a better criminal but I thought you should have this. ★

[eyeforaneye]

[video]

[shinjukuinformant]

Ne, Sasuke-san, Did it hurt or was it just surprising?

[video]

[eyeforaneye]

If you expect me not to hang up on you immediately you'll need to become more specific.

text;

[boobytrapped]

(thank Honkers, Sasuke, he is making them catch gators )

Looks like I won't be able to make sure that you'll be cremated. Honk Kong's insane plan is going to get us EATEN

text;

[eyeforaneye]

[ oh my god ]

Are you afraid of animals?

Anon delivery (dear god, Balfour, wtf are you doing?)

[blueeyedflyboy]

<sub>[So, Balfour someone has sent Sasuke a bouquet! Lucky him. The bouquet consists of azalea, chrysanthemums, daisies, gardenias, lavender heather, hydrangeas, jonquil, moss rosebud, and blue violets. There is also a photo-copied page included, just in case Sasuke doesn't speak the language of flowers. He wants to make sure he gets the point.

Though why it matters is beyond him. After all, there's no way to tell he's the one who sent this.]</sub>

[eyeforaneye]

[ It's the last thing he anticipated when leaving for school. An assault by a fully armed shinobi squadron would've been more expected (and easier for him to react to) and Sasuke wonders at first if they're intended for him at all. Thanks to the paper and the inclusion of his name on it near the top, he realizes that they indeed are. And has no idea what to do.

Surely there's a clue here.

Azalea. Chinese symbol of womanhood.

Now all he has to do is find the Chinese woman that clearly sent him this bouquet. ]

Action for 1411

[pondmanager]

[It's past midnight when some muffled sounds can be heard outside the house.

In the morning, there's mud covering an entire wall of the house as if someone has been throwing it around.]

[eyeforaneye]

[ oh god what--

He's staring blankly at that wall of mud come morning, shocked that his traps had been avoided amongst other things. This is going to take forever to clean.

The paranoia he's feeling, however, will take even longer to subside. ]

action

[ineuphony]

( knock knock )

action

[eyeforaneye]

[ Why he should be the one to answer when Takasugi doesn't work and Tatsuma has a few hours off is a mystery, but there's his charming face at the door in no time. There's a flicker of surprise on those features when it's opened, brief and slight, before it fades. ]

Maka.

[shoubai]

do u have a job???????

[ where did this come from? ]

[eyeforaneye]

I do.

What is this, all of a sudden.

forwarded text; subject title 1 scary way 2 break up

[badbite]

DO NOT stop reading this or something bad will happen!!!!!1!!

one day, sarah was walking home from school when her boyfriend drove by and honked at her to get in. she got in his car and he drove her to the lake. her boyfriend said he was going to tell her something very important.

sarah could have sworn he was going to propose. however he flipped her off pushed her in the lake and yelled, “I am breaking up with you, you awful ********!! I hate you and I think that maybe you should just end your ********* life! DUMB *******!!!”

he laughed and drove off. it was winter. sarah floated there in the water freezing cold and felt the worst she had her entire life. shivering she decided that she didn’t want to ever have her heart ever broken like that again. she slipped under the lake’s surface never to be seen in living flesh again.

her parents cried. her mom went insane and killed herself three days later. her dad is in prison accused of murder.

later that week sarah’s ex-boyfriend was taking a shower when she reached from the drain, rotting and bloody. “7 days.” she whispered and her breath smelled like a pond of dead fish. 7 days later she dragged him down into the drain back to the lake. he slipped into the water never to be seen in living flesh again.

if you do not copy this and forward this to 30 ppl with the title “1 scary way 2 break up” you are a heartless ******.

sarah the pond monster will come to you from drains, and on the 7th day will kill you the same way she’s killed everyone else. the pond monster isn't lonely or anything. it's just that 24 ppl have broken this chain and died.

you have 13 minutes

voice... sorta. also attempted text. possibly.

[yourhatred]

[This device is completely foreign to Itachi, but it seems important. Touching the screen and the small logos provided activates their functions. As this sort of technology isn't like anything he's used to working with, most of it still makes little sense.

What he does manage to do eventually is open the directory. Finding a list of names, he assumes this is a way to access information on the individuals listed. This means, of course, that when he comes across Sasuke's name he has to see what there is beyond it.

At which point he feels lost again.

There is a voice message left accidentally - some breathing and fumbling before the device shuts off again.

About six minutes later, Sasuke should receive the following text messages:]

retrieve file

show file

information

1/2

[eyeforaneye]

[ Receiving a text from his dead brother -- thrice reanimated and thrice abandoning -- isn't the last thing that he expects that afternoon, but it's damn close.

His eyes scan the message. Then again. Then, as calmly as he can possibly manage, he turns off that phone and places it face-down on his desk. Leaves it there. Goes to the back door, out into the yard.

There's no reason for his actions beyond that he possesses a desperate need for fresh air, what with how constricted he feels all over. ]

text;

[shoubai]

[ not long after the doorbell rings: ]

theres a skeleton in the foyer
please tell me this isnt related to the mastodon

text;

[eyeforaneye]

Deal with your problems like an adult. I'm still at work.

text

[slushfund]

Your brother seems pleasant.

text

[eyeforaneye]

You're surprised, are you.