#*zooms*

       THE CHOICE HAD been a method of falling . there would be the rush , there would be the impact , there would be no time to swallow realization with the pitfall holding everything on the ledge of release . but it had been as easy as taking a step ; as saying yes , let me carry this ; & with Sasuke , either led to a bloodsport . with this , perhaps it was the only way of control . but then it wouldn’t feel so much like falling . & the rush wouldn’t stretch like the expanse between them , with them on either side amassing to a storm waiting to split . but from this far away , made to watch & nothing more , the impact looked the same , with crimson waiting at the end .   ❛  Enough .  ❜   the echo carried , implying space & something deeper --- something buried underneath but he had learned long ago to hide his anger even further below . here , it would only be a vulnerability .   ❛  you’re done , Sasuke , you’ve had enough .   ❜   the words both for the burning o-zone swirl of the room struck into electric blue & the snake hiding within the cracks .   ❛  he’s waited years . Orochimaru can wait one more day .  ❜