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teamwork whine.
Nurgle. Couldn't write worth shit this week.
"Oh, hey, I didn't know they made teams with three girls."
The trio of sixteen-year-old Konoha genin sitting on the guardrail gave Naruto a long glare he could only describe as annoyed and weary. What had he said now? He scratched his head, gave Sakura a quick look, but she had her 'politely trying to hide the awkwardness' smile on; he was pretty sure she didn't have a clue either.
"Uh, sorry," he apologized, just in case, and tightened his grip on the guardrail when the ferry lurched in the waves. "Everyone says the same thing all the time, don't they?"
The one with the sleek, smoke-gray hair down to her ass glared at him, and the petite blonde rolled her heavily made-up eyes, a smirk on her pouty lips. "Juuust a bit. It was only hilarious the first twenty-seven times or thereabouts."
"Sorry, sorry -- hilarious?"
The tall, Amazonesque redhead grunted, and shifted her spear from one solid shoulder to the next. "Mostly it's the fact that there's only two girls on this team."
"--Oh." Naruto stared at the trio, caught by surprise. They were all dressed kinda girly to him. Blondie had cleavage, and gray-hair's face was way too delicate, even with the heavy scowl. Naruto stared up at the redhead and gave her -- him! Him! -- a disarming smile. "Sorry?"
The blonde one snickered. "... I lied, it's still damn hilarious."
"Oh, fuck you," the grey-haired one snapped.
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She snorts. "None of that firstborn son nonsense. As if you can tell who'd be the better leader by when they're born and what's between their legs."
"Ahh. Makes sense. But does that mean you just... Take the strongest?"
She gives him a cynically amused look. "We're not dogs either. No fighting for the lead." He winces, but before he can decide whether she'll bite if he doesn't apologize, she continues. "The leader is usually chosen amongst the strongest, though. We're a clan of fighters. It doesn't make sense to have a leader we can't follow in battle. But they've got to be smart as well, and have people like them. Doesn't matter if they're strong and smart, if they're so rotten no one's willing to deal with them."
And that's all she wrote. =_=; Damn it Naruto, tell me more than how your chapter ends. What do you WANT?? Random "meet fun OCs!!" crap that doesn't really serve the plot? Making out with Sasuke and/or Sakura -- when, how, how do they react?? A talk with Gaara maybe -- what about?? just tell meeee aaah omg you asshole. *foams at the mouth* What am I supposed to dooooo just skip the whole beginning of the second task and jump to the evilness? But there would be no build up! No subtle introduction of the threat! No nothing!! Why can't you give me some good lead-in alreadyyyyy aaaaaaah *froth froth* nurgh. Huhn. Hrrrrn.
"Oh, hey, I didn't know they made teams with three girls."
The trio of sixteen-year-old Konoha genin sitting on the guardrail gave Naruto a long glare he could only describe as annoyed and weary. What had he said now? He scratched his head, gave Sakura a quick look, but she had her 'politely trying to hide the awkwardness' smile on; he was pretty sure she didn't have a clue either.
"Uh, sorry," he apologized, just in case, and tightened his grip on the guardrail when the ferry lurched in the waves. "Everyone says the same thing all the time, don't they?"
The one with the sleek, smoke-gray hair down to her ass glared at him, and the petite blonde rolled her heavily made-up eyes, a smirk on her pouty lips. "Juuust a bit. It was only hilarious the first twenty-seven times or thereabouts."
"Sorry, sorry -- hilarious?"
The tall, Amazonesque redhead grunted, and shifted her spear from one solid shoulder to the next. "Mostly it's the fact that there's only two girls on this team."
"--Oh." Naruto stared at the trio, caught by surprise. They were all dressed kinda girly to him. Blondie had cleavage, and gray-hair's face was way too delicate, even with the heavy scowl. Naruto stared up at the redhead and gave her -- him! Him! -- a disarming smile. "Sorry?"
The blonde one snickered. "... I lied, it's still damn hilarious."
"Oh, fuck you," the grey-haired one snapped.
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She snorts. "None of that firstborn son nonsense. As if you can tell who'd be the better leader by when they're born and what's between their legs."
"Ahh. Makes sense. But does that mean you just... Take the strongest?"
She gives him a cynically amused look. "We're not dogs either. No fighting for the lead." He winces, but before he can decide whether she'll bite if he doesn't apologize, she continues. "The leader is usually chosen amongst the strongest, though. We're a clan of fighters. It doesn't make sense to have a leader we can't follow in battle. But they've got to be smart as well, and have people like them. Doesn't matter if they're strong and smart, if they're so rotten no one's willing to deal with them."
And that's all she wrote. =_=; Damn it Naruto, tell me more than how your chapter ends. What do you WANT?? Random "meet fun OCs!!" crap that doesn't really serve the plot? Making out with Sasuke and/or Sakura -- when, how, how do they react?? A talk with Gaara maybe -- what about?? just tell meeee aaah omg you asshole. *foams at the mouth* What am I supposed to dooooo just skip the whole beginning of the second task and jump to the evilness? But there would be no build up! No subtle introduction of the threat! No nothing!! Why can't you give me some good lead-in alreadyyyyy aaaaaaah *froth froth* nurgh. Huhn. Hrrrrn.