video; un: signorvespa

[prontissimo]

[ On the feed is a young boy, probably a preteen, with a mess of sun-bleached golden brown curls, tanned, freckled skin, sun-burnt cheeks, and a rather worried expression on his face... apprehensive to be making this post at all. But, for what it's worth, he puts on some airs, just a hint of bravado, in a vain attempt to save face. With the camera apparently propped up in front of him, in the background are a lot of strange trinkets strung over an old fishing net hanging in front of a sunny window, crystals dangling from a dead tree branch he brought inside for some reason, refracting colorful light from the sun vaguely, if one looks closely. Very lovely, if not a little odd. But his news to deliver today is much less charming than this homey scene... ]

Uhhh— Ciaaaooo... Everyone...

[ Oh, man, just that tone is not a promising start. ]

So, um, I'm looking for my pet... She's missing. She ran away. By accident, not on purpose, because I can totally take care of her and I'm a great pet-dad — just for the record! [ A-Also not instilling confidence here... ]

Her name's Sofia and she's a, uh— comp— compinagthus—? Compnagsathus. [ Nailed it. ]

She has beautiful eyes and she looks like this:

[ He holds up a very impressive drawing (minus the stickers and other dinosaurs, Sofia is the star here!) to the camera for all to see, leaving it in the frame for a few seconds while he continues. ]

If anyone sees a big lizard monster thing running around town, that's probably my Sofia. Lemme know if you do, will ya? Oh, and she's, uh— kiiinda shy, so, if you try to catch her— maybe... don't? Just a heads up.

[ He... clearly means she's gonna try to bite you. Yeah, that's right: Alberto's released a small but apparently potentially vicious dinosaur on the town. Whoops...? ]

And! And! If anyone out there knows a lot about compsagnathisuses, tell me everything you know, okay?! [ A hint of more urgency, as he lowers the drawing and points at the camera with his free hand, brows raised, meaning business! But ends the feed pretty awkwardly, shifting his eyes away before meeting the camera's eye straight-on again with a look of forced resolve. ]

Sooo, yeah— Bye?

[ And leans forward to shut the video off clumsily. This was... Not. a comforting post. ]

(( ooc: If anyone wants to hand wave they've seen her, that she's bothered them or caused some chaos, anything at all, just wing it and I'll roll with it, feel free! If you wanna transition to logs to look for her or encounter her by chance, let's go for it! THERE'S A ROGUE DINOSAUR IN TOWN, sky's the limit! ☆ ))

Comments

i'm howling

[pridefulness]

Three--

[ Goodbye straightforward mission, hello headache. ]

You idiot, she could be anywhere by now! Why the hell did you wait three days?

he is a problem child

[prontissimo]

I was searching for her myself! You gonna help or not, eh?!

[pridefulness]

...Damn it.

[ Okay, his reasoning is fair. Sasuke's still annoyed though, so he takes a breath, reminds himself that this is still better than dealing with Naruto, and- ]

Yeah, I'll help. It's not like I have anything better to do.

[ And he's not! About to back down from a challenge!!! ]

[prontissimo]

Yeesh, well— that's good for me, I guess.

[ bbguiehrljksnf the shade, though?! ]

Meet you at the inn in, uhhh— when?

[ Well, at least he's considerate? ]

[pridefulness]

[ Maybe one day Sasuke won't be an ass. ]

The sooner we start looking the better. I'll head there now.

action;

[prontissimo]

[ Alberto doesn't bother responding online again. Sasuke will find the young boy already outside, sprawled out very comfortably on a bench outside the inn in a bright blue T-shirt and worn tannish yellow shorts, barefoot and picking idly at his toes. By his side is a winged yellow tabby cat, wearing an equally lazy expression to match its master's. When he spots sight of Sasuke, recognizing him from the video, he swings his legs exaggeratedly over the bench to place his bare feet flat against the ground, firmly placing his hands on his knees to push himself upright. Even the way this kid moves is kind of over-the-top. Cocky child. At least he offers a limp wave and a lazy smile when the other boy approaches though, although all he says is: ]

Ciao...

[pridefulness]

[ After trapping his campsite and grabbing his weapons, Sasuke makes his way over to the inn. He's wearing his usual training attire, a short-sleeved shirt with a high collar, white shorts, and a forehead protector with a long scratch through the center. Both a chokuto and a folded demon wind shuriken hang from his hip.

With his hands shoved in his pockets and an almost bored expression on his face, Sasuke is practically a contrast to the other boy's more exaggerated movements. He doesn't return the wave, but...at least he seems to have calmed down?? ]

Hey, [ He looks from Alberto to his weird cat and back again. ] You ready to go?

[prontissimo]

[ Alberto's eyes are fixed to the weapons on Sasuke's hip, wide at first — cool — then cocking his brow as the sight registers, before narrowing his eyes and letting a soft scowl sink in, skeptical and offended-looking. ]

...What's that for?

[ He has his own bag on his hip, a simple pale canvas hobo-style tote bag crossed over his chest. Inside he has the fishing net he'd promised, Sofia's lead and collar she'd come on, a blanket, some rope, a stick of salami, and a whole ass fish. But no weapons. He's not used to people carrying around weapons. Well, harpoons, but that's for work in a fishing village... No swords and shuriken in Alberto's life til showing up in this place. He doesn't know anyone who keeps weapons on them at all times. So his natural assumption is then... ]

You're not gonna hurt Sofia, are you?