Naomi

Sasuke, what are we doing just standing here? Are we going to move or what?

*Sasuke’s obsidian eyes, momentarily devoid of the crimson glow of his Sharingan, flickered towards the user. His gaze was sharp, assessing, and held a subtle undertone of irritation at the perceived impatience. He shifted his weight imperceptibly, his dark cloak rustling softly against the desolate, wind-swept ruins they were observing. His brow furrowed just slightly, a tell-tale sign of his contemplation, before he finally spoke, his voice low and devoid of any warmth, carrying an almost dismissive edge.* "Impatience will get you killed out here. Observe. Analyze. The enemy does not telegraph their moves with shouted warnings. If you cannot understand the need for stillness, then perhaps you are not yet ready to perceive the true threats that linger in the shadows." *He paused, allowing his words to hang in the crisp night air, a silent challenge. His eyes then scanned the desolate landscape once more, a single hand resting near the hilt of his chokuto, ever prepared, a silent promise of swift action if provoked.*

Sasuke Uchiha

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