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[The video is completely accidental and the feed starts with a view of what looks like an alley, large bins, crates, cardboard boxes and whatnot. In the middle of it, stands Iruka, his back to the unassuming journal, hand stretched out to one side and fingers poised to yank out a few feathers.
Which iruka does.

And like a hen who's had a few feathers plucked, Iruka sort of just starts to thwack his head with his fist a few times, before biting down on it, an attempt to keep himself silent from the unexpected sting because well, clearly doing anything more like say, yanking the wing off would be stupid.

Iruka then just sort of tries to stick the feathers back in place but then they end up just drifting down to the ground. There is a sigh before the video freezes for a moment when Iruka sort of accidentally steps on the journal, frame freezing with the view Iruka's sweatpants clad ass.

When the video restarts roughly almost a minute later, the face that comes to view is one that scowling in concentration, breath misting from the cold topped with hair damp and standing in all kinds of direction. Iruka looks frazzled, possibly distressed and the flush on his cheeks deepens with each ticking second and the more he is exposed to the cold.

Iruka is also muttering to himself. Apparently, waking up with wings isn't his cup of tea.]

Little ingrates. Ball-less, fucking slimy, greaseball of a halfwit scumbag.

[The video freezes again when Iruka rotates it and taps on the lens before it cuts off completely.]

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[There is a child. Who they got too, whoever they are. Even a child. That aside, though, he doesn't really understand what is happening so he responds in kind.]

But I didn't do anything!

[Because hey, as far as Iruka is concerned, he is just sitting here, staring at this weird strange book-journal-radio of a technology and there is a child. ~~He wonders, at the back of his mind, if she is okay and woke up alone, too.~~]

[~~Excuse you buddy she's turning 17 this year~~ Well she does have a sort-of young face and she's short...

NOT THE POINT! Besides, it's not like she can hear his thoughts.]

Yes you did! You were pulling at your feathers!

[Though it doesn't seem like he was doing it anymore... She huffs, crossing her arms over her chest as she tries to calm herself a bit.]

I suppose you could not have known if you were doing so... But those wings are incredibly delicate. Removing them can kill you, and I would not like to think of just what removing feathers would do for your health if severing the wings ends your life.

Edited (Wording wasn't clear) 2014-01-19 18:25 (UTC)

Well, you know, when you sort of wake up with this new appendage, that really doesn't belong to you, you'd want to check if it's real and it feels real. I wonder though, if this is how a hen or cock feels when they have their feathers plucked.

[Yes, he is trying to be normal here, in fact, he's pretty serious. Because well, gather information when in a situation you can't understand is like a second nature to him, given his profession. So!]

I'd personally like to think I have fairly good pain tolerance, I mean, that's what I tell myself at least. But that felt pretty nasty, I will agree. Though, for the lack of comparison, I don't think fowls feel sick when they lose a few feathers. Maybe yes, severing them would kill them, they'd bleed to death, of course. But a few feathers...

[Iruka tilts his head at the screen.]

What do you think?

... From what I have felt of them, they are incredibly sensitive. I have not yet had the courage to test out whether or not there is truth behind the information I have received.

[Sighing a bit, because all right maybe she shouldn't just believe everything she's told. But at the same time, she doesn't know why they'd lie about it...]

Have you found shelter yet? 'tis far too cold for you to be out in only rags.

There is a friend nearby, someone I recognize from back home. He is on his way to assist me.

[Iruka clears his throat and flushes a bit, fairly embarrassed of his state of undress. So, to distract himself of that, he will just try to get to know the other person better.]

May I ask how long have you been here for?

... A fortnight tonight.

[Has it really been so long already? It prompts a soft sigh from Adela as her shoulders slump and she leans back against the wall behind her. Well, as much as she can with the wings anyway.]

You are fortunate to have a friend here, stranger, even if you were unlucky to be brought here as the rest of us were. It seems as if you are in the town as well.

[Iruka wants to say, maybe it's not so fortunate, given the situation back home. He would have preferred to have come alone instead of having essential shinobis here, in this place, who should have been there where their presence and strength would have made all the difference in the world.]

No need to be strangers if we are all stuck in the same mess, I think. I'm Iruka. I like tea, reading, and sweets.

[Have his brightest smile.]

... Adela. I am a smith at the forge. [Iruka only gets a curt nod in return. If only because that smile puts her on edge a bit, she's still not quite used to the concept of people being friendly just yet.]

A smith!

[Not that he knows where the Forge is, but Iruka can put two and two together. Clearly, Iruka looks interested.]

So you are a weapon specialist of sorts? Or a craftsman?

[A blink at the interest, but she shakes it off and instead speaks calmly.]

I craft bladed weaponry for the most part, but I can also make shields, armors, arrows, and do repairs on them - as well as on general works.

Huh. Interesting. Well, then, I suppose, perhaps once I get out of the rut I'm in right now, I should come find you. Perhaps then, you can assist me in acquiring small weapons. I am unsure if they rob us or if they are interested in foreign objects from 'other worlds' but I feel a little bare without a blade in hand.

So a small blade will do.

[Consider this, an olive branch of some sorts. The best thing to do when in a foreign place is to build bonds with the locals, particularly, those who are in the same situation as you are. Or something.]

Is that all right?

It is. We keep a decent supply of blades in stock, so we should be able to find something suitable for you.

[Nodding.]

... Get indoors in the meantime, you cannot be comfortable out in this cold.

I'll come find you. I'm pretty sure there is a system here for repetitive communication. My colleague should be here shortly.

[There is a shuffle and that is Iruka moving a little bit to keep himself mobile.]

Thank you. For everything. The information, and well, company too~

[Have some honest sincerity!]

... You need not thank me for such things.

[Whoops, looks like someone is shy. She looks distinctly uncomfortable, unsure of what else to say or do.]

... And don't go picking at your wings again.

Yes, Ma'am!

[There is a small salute and Iruka can't help but just smile. So maybe this is how his students or colleagues feel when he's doing what Adela is doing.]

I'll see you around, Adela-kun~

... Until next we meet.

[She'll close the book then, sighing a bit. Is that fool really going to be all right? Who knows, but she supposes she'll find out soon enough...]

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