| [Oct. 3rd, 2008|12:22 pm] |
If Wave Country Peri Peri Crab Soup and Mangrove Country Style Spicy Prawn Curry were blistering going down, when combined with several pints of alcohol and some stomach acid, and going the wrong way, they were something like a liquid fire jutsu. On the other hand, Genma was fairly certain he wouldn't be using his esophagus for it's intended purpose anytime soon, so that would give it a chance to regrow its denuded lining. If only the caustic torrents would stop.
That was really the problem with that jutsu, which he'd have liked to have cast again if only it didn't have that damn rebound effect. Fortunately he wasn't so drunk he forgot that. He'd done that once--been drunk enough to disregard the danger of overuse of this particular jutsu--and ended up in a hospital bed with a very angry Kanae-sensei lecturing him about more appropriate ways to kill himself if that was his aim.
Speaking of aim...
It was amazing how small a target an open toilet with an aperture bigger than your head could be. Even when your friend was aiming you. That was funny. Aiming him. Because he was a weapon, right? And ninja were good at aiming weapons, and Raidou was a ninja, too and... He started to laugh, and got as far as "ha" before it turned into "harrrrghhhhnghhhrhogaaaah." |
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