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[bymystrings]

[Kankuro woke up slowly, bits and pieces of his lovely stay with their bastard captors filtering through. Most of the pieces he shoved aside; they weren't as bad as some of the training he had done, that's for sure. Other, odder pieces he turned around in his mind even as he took careful stock of his surroundings.

Trees. Cool air. Cooler ground, cold against his back. Oh joy, no shirt again. What the hell was with them and shirtless-ness?

No one in the immediate vicinity.

Alright then.

Kankuro sat up slowly, feeling dull aches radiate from different areas. Moving to stand, his hand clipped a familiar book and he looked at his journal with a bemused air. So they take his clothes but left the journal. That's just weird. Picking it up he decides that telling everyone he's back would probably be a good idea. Now if only he had figured out the filters....Oh well.]

I don't-[Strangely enough, just after he starts to speak there is a patter of small objects landing on paper.] ...What the- [More patters and some klinks like glass hitting each other. There is a brief sound of fingers scrambling at paper and more klinks. A curse followed by more klinks of glass and then Kankuro is talking again, amid a rain of patters and klinks.]

There are glass beads falling out of my mouth and I have no clue why.

[Yup. What is his life.]

[Action]

[After posting to the network, Kankuro heads back to the apartment, going as fast as he dares with a makeshift bag of beads clattering in his hand. One leg of his kidnap pants is now shorter than the other. Feel free to notice him as he heads to Community House 1. He may look disgruntled if you talk to him but he'll probably reply.

Once back to Ninja floor he'll be easier to intercept and talk to. Though you might have an easier time if you talk to him after he's changed his clothes and decided to start cooking. After the days he's had, no one is stopping him from making his favorite food.

No one.]

((ooc; Have you ever heard the fairy tale Diamonds and Toads? Yup, this is sorta what has happened to Kankuro. Only it's just glass beads. No toads or diamonds, just lots of glass beads. The colors are mainly yellow, golds, reds, purples and the like. When he curses he gets ugly colored beads. The colors don't reflect his mood or tone, just the words themselves. ANYWAYS, fun times ahead. Also they don't come directly from his mouth, more appear just in front of his mouth. I read something similar that used that and i figured that'd be best. *shrugs*

BTW, Kankuro will not be leaving any beads behind, as that seems wasteful and he's a ninja so any sign of his presence is taken care of. If he likes you/tolerates you, perhaps you can keep a few beads. Heaven knows he's going to have a lot of the by the time the shift is done. It'll last a week and a half, ending May 5th.

Replies will be slow to start, I need to clean.))

Comments

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

You're... spitting beads... and don't know why.

[Vash must admit. That's a new one.]

[Voice]

[bymystrings]

Yeah.

[Patter klink.]

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

I must admit. That's a new one for the Malnosso. You're not choking on them, right?

[Voice]

[bymystrings]

Joy for me. [Patter patter. Oh the sarcasm is so dry, like sand. Which is fitting.]

No, I'm not. I don't think they are coming from directly inside my mouth.

[Confusing, no? Patter clink clink patter.]

[Video]

[toujoursfluer]

Perhaps they are tiny eggs that will hatch and devour you from the inside? [she is teasing though it may be difficult to tell]

[Video]

[bymystrings]

[Have all the side-eye/weirded out looks, Robin. All of them.]

Either your world is really weird or you are messing with me.

[A veritable waterfall of gold, red, purple, sky blue, and yellow beads fall from his mouth to patter onto his hand and some onto the ground.]

[Video]

[toujoursfluer]

Perhaps both. [though she has yet to see this phenomena at home, it's probably occurred somewhere] They're rather pretty, ne. What do you intend to do with them?

[Video]

[bymystrings]

[Okay, not asking about that. Nope.

Kankuro sighs, which does not produce beads, thank goodness. He rolls a few of the beads around on his hand before shrugging.]

Not sure. [Another round of red and gold beads fall to a waiting hand.]

Maybe some light catchers.

[Purple, yellow, red beads fall.]

Voice

[immamartillo]

Huh. Sounds like you might wanna see someone in the clinic about that.

But, hey, it could be worse. It could be chips of glass instead.

[Firo... doesn't really try to be helpful.]

Voice

[bymystrings]

[You are so helpful.]

Pretty sure no diseases have glass beads from nowhere falling out of mouths.

[Patter klink of glass beads falling.

Thank you for that lovely thought though.]

...That would suck.

[More glass sounds.]

Voice

[immamartillo]

Yeah, probably not, but maybe somebody there could find a way to get 'em out. There're people who do all sorts of weird stuff there.

[But probably no one quite capable of that, though to Firo's untrained eyes it looks like they can do near anything.]

It would--doesn't that make you feel better?

Voice

[bymystrings]

Maybe.

[Clink. Skeptical Kankuro is skeptical.]

Doesn't hurt to check I suppose.

[Patter clink. Or at least ask Temari about that.]

...No, not really. [Patter.]

[Voice]

[niceguypose]

Kankuro-kun. You have returned! But... I believe you have been experimented on.

Otherwise... Have you eaten anything of a gamey nature before choosing to address us?

[Voice]

[bymystrings]

Experimented? [Patter. It takes Kankuro a few seconds before it all clicks.]

I really hate those bastards.

[Patter clink.]

...The beads are too big for that.

[Patter patter clink.]

[Voice]

[niceguypose]

I see. Then it is most likely the result of the experimentation. They captured you, after all. Can you recall that?

[Voice]

[bymystrings]

Yeah, I remember.

[Patter clink clink. Kankuro's tone is dark and annoyed.]

Bunch of bastards.

[Patter clink.]

[Voice]

[fierybluebird]

Beads of glass? Aye, that's a new one all right.

Does it hurt? Maybe you can make marbles out of them. Or jewelry. [Alway look on the bright side of life... dododododo...]

[Voice]

[bymystrings]

[Kankuro is so pleased to be new and interesting.

Not.]

No it doesn't hurt. [Patter clink. It has, however, made him a bit... tetchy.]

Wonderful. I'm a walking, talking bead factory.

[Patter clink, clink. Although... He could probably make light catchers with the beads. Or a curtain. Hm.]

[Voice]

[fierybluebird]

Believe me, there are way worse things to spewing. Like frogs or something, eh.

Was this a Malnosso shift or something else? [He's very amused, but at least he's able to keep deadpan about it.]

[Voice]

[castbytheglyph]

Didja maybe end up chowing down on a jar full of marbles at some point? Yeah, try not to do that. Even if you're really hungry or whatever you should probably go grab a different snack next time.

[There are way tastier things to eat than marbles anyway.]

[Voice]

[bymystrings]

What? No!

[Patter. Clink.]

Who the hell would do that?

[Patter clink clink]

[Voice]

[castbytheglyph]

Someone who's seriously hungry! Or maybe someone who comes from a world where eating marbles is just what they do.

[With so many worlds out there it's certainly possible! Maybe. Sort of...]

[action] /late sorry.

[dangerouswind]

[So she heard him on the journal.

Yes. Heard.

Then she had to close the journal before she responded to him with a half-hysterical bark of laughter. Beads, Kankuro? Really? She was worried and you come back spitting beads.

Nope. Need a few minutes to glue composure back together.

She's waiting at the entrance of the building, arms crossed and leaning against the wall. This she's gotta see.]

[action] No Problem

[bymystrings]

[It's not like Kankuro had a choice in the matter. Would it have been better if he had come back as a kid?

Kankuro's expression is a study in exasperation and annoyance as he approaches the building.

As soon as he sees Temari his expression lightens.]

Temari!

[Gold and purple beads fall from his mouth even as he reflectively catches them, having gotten used to having to do so.]

I really hate these Malnosso.

[More beads, shining purple, gold, red and even a few smokey black ones fall. Kankuro fumbles with the makeshift pouch to deposit the beads.]

Wait, aren't the beads obscuring my mouth....

[This cascade falls straight into the makeshift pouch. More golds, reds, and this time a few odd green ones.]

[action]

[dangerouswind]

[Oh, dear God, the beads are even different colors and all. That's beautiful, Kankuro. Just gorgeous.]

It's fine. [And she's trying to talk through snickering. Sorry, bro. But.

Beads.]