|Uchiha Itachi (peacefulunrest) wrote in marinasylum,|
@ 2012-03-20 00:07:00
|Entry tags:||itachi uchiha, kitty pryde (aoa), sakura kinomoto|
[After two days of feeling ill and disgusting due to whatever "bug" had stricken him ill, waking up with a splitting headache and a body not his own was an odd experience. He looks at larger hands too pale, dry, as if he'd been dead for too long.
But he had never died. Not yet.
Only if that were true, Kabuto could not have brought him back. The memories he knows and the ones he knows not, but feels to be true, are a befuddling thing.
Itachi picks up his communicator from his bedside and turns it on, having to push hair away from his face that is just as pale and discolored as the rest of him. When did it get this long? Had he truly not cut it in 8 years? No...not eight.]
How odd. I would have expected such a thing to be more...moving. I take it no one else has undergone such a drastic change in the past night.
[His eyes are red, the color of the Sharingan that he has even taken for granted, but around them is nothing but black. The first sign that something is Not Right with Itachi. Besides the fact he looks five years older and as if he's the walking dead. Which he now is.]
Kitty...I believe my current wardrobe no longer suits me.