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[ Boy, if you told Jake a few months ago that he'd come to love the whole 'mind reading earpiece' jawn, he'd have called you crazy. But really, there was no better way at getting the skinny behind your extremely repressive buddy's very entertaining crush. ]
oh no man, i bet you are. though, gotta say, i'm pretty sure there's a certain irresistibly adorable pooch that loosened the pickle jar on this whole thing.
i dare say a thank you might be in order.
[ Yes, he's waiting. ]
oh no man, i bet you are. though, gotta say, i'm pretty sure there's a certain irresistibly adorable pooch that loosened the pickle jar on this whole thing.
i dare say a thank you might be in order.
[ Yes, he's waiting. ]
Yes, of course
[A few minutes pass. They've stopped, and Emerton's gone: Yujin, looking around the area from the passenger's seat of Emerton's car, is ensuring that he knows where he is. Just in case this goes wrong.]
I know I hesitated before, but I'm grateful I trusted you with this, Jake. Truly.
[A few minutes pass. They've stopped, and Emerton's gone: Yujin, looking around the area from the passenger's seat of Emerton's car, is ensuring that he knows where he is. Just in case this goes wrong.]
I know I hesitated before, but I'm grateful I trusted you with this, Jake. Truly.
don't let your old timey morality get in the way of finding out the cold hard (lol) facts early, that's important in a relationship.
[ He is going to continue being like this until you disconnect, Yujin. You know this. This is your friend that you for some reason chose. ]
[ He is going to continue being like this until you disconnect, Yujin. You know this. This is your friend that you for some reason chose. ]
[Once they're all safe and sound at the normal station, Jake will-- at some point-- find a half-torn scrap of paper on his bed. There's no words on the page, just a collection of stick-men scribbled onto it, organized into a neat line.
Beneath the first page is a second sheet of paper folded into a small square. This time, however, the dancing figures are arranged into a grid with the key to the substitution cipher made clear.
Yujin is nowhere in sight. Seeing as this is torn from his personal journal, however, the page probably smells a little like him still. 😘]
Beneath the first page is a second sheet of paper folded into a small square. This time, however, the dancing figures are arranged into a grid with the key to the substitution cipher made clear.
Yujin is nowhere in sight. Seeing as this is torn from his personal journal, however, the page probably smells a little like him still. 😘]
（ it is jake's message that concerns him. perhaps he is simply more attenuated to the dog's tendency to deflect than he is to others — but it does mean that shortly after sabriel's disastrous post that itachi goes searching for jake.
he is still anbu-trained, and has never exactly fallen out of tracking practice. little pawprints in dust, a few errant strands of short yellow fur here and there, and he has found where jake has made a small, doggy refuge for himself in an old box stuffed full of worn, moth-eaten blankets. itachi sits down beside the box, and murmurs softly: ）
Jake.
he is still anbu-trained, and has never exactly fallen out of tracking practice. little pawprints in dust, a few errant strands of short yellow fur here and there, and he has found where jake has made a small, doggy refuge for himself in an old box stuffed full of worn, moth-eaten blankets. itachi sits down beside the box, and murmurs softly: ）
Jake.
[ It wasn't just the smell that pinged Jake's mind as he unfolded the paper with his paws, nosing at the cipher and its code. Who else on this ship would shove homework under his door and run back off into the night again? Yujin was a lot of things, but the thing Jake enjoyed most was this kinda thing. You'd never know it to look at the man, but he had a real flair for dramatics.
It takes Jake longer than most to puzzle out the message, settled on Finn's bed as he traces a paw along it. In the second it took for his eyes to travel from the note to the cipher, Jake could only half remember which man he was supposed to be looking for. But he loved language, always had. Letters, characters, glyphs, little dancing dudes -- they were all just shapes. And shapes were Jake's business.
Well done, Jake. It was practically encoded into his DNA to wag his tail at the praise, though the compliment came through with a bittersweet edge and that instinctual enthusiasm flags quickly. Jake studies the cipher a few minutes longer, memorizing a message of his own before taking a deep whiff of the note and hopping off the bed.
It doesn't take him long to reach Yujin's quarters; door locked, of course. That was hardly an inhibitor for Jake, but he still knocks once before stretching a paw through the impossibly tiny crack in the door. On the other side, his flesh stretches into the message he'd studied before coming. ]
It takes Jake longer than most to puzzle out the message, settled on Finn's bed as he traces a paw along it. In the second it took for his eyes to travel from the note to the cipher, Jake could only half remember which man he was supposed to be looking for. But he loved language, always had. Letters, characters, glyphs, little dancing dudes -- they were all just shapes. And shapes were Jake's business.
Well done, Jake. It was practically encoded into his DNA to wag his tail at the praise, though the compliment came through with a bittersweet edge and that instinctual enthusiasm flags quickly. Jake studies the cipher a few minutes longer, memorizing a message of his own before taking a deep whiff of the note and hopping off the bed.
It doesn't take him long to reach Yujin's quarters; door locked, of course. That was hardly an inhibitor for Jake, but he still knocks once before stretching a paw through the impossibly tiny crack in the door. On the other side, his flesh stretches into the message he'd studied before coming. ]
Edited 2023-07-02 09:31 (UTC)
[ For a dog accustomed to hearing his name shouted, whined, screamed, or otherwise yelled, it couldn't have sounded gentler than in Itachi's low voice. It was the man's signature soft touch at work, countering every assumption one might make about a man with as much fire in him as he did.
But the man had another signature: being sneaky as heck, even to Jake's attuned nose. Throw in blindness and a migraine to end all migraines and it's no surprise that Jake yelps, body thumping as he springs to his feet in surprise. ]
Bark bark-- uh, bark... [ The more recognizably canine sounds fade into Jake's regular voice as he realizes what's happening, noting the absence of smell that he's come to register as Itachi. After the momentary shock, Jake realizes he's not surprised at all, settling back into his blanket nest with a soft huff. ] How'd you find me?
But the man had another signature: being sneaky as heck, even to Jake's attuned nose. Throw in blindness and a migraine to end all migraines and it's no surprise that Jake yelps, body thumping as he springs to his feet in surprise. ]
Bark bark-- uh, bark... [ The more recognizably canine sounds fade into Jake's regular voice as he realizes what's happening, noting the absence of smell that he's come to register as Itachi. After the momentary shock, Jake realizes he's not surprised at all, settling back into his blanket nest with a soft huff. ] How'd you find me?
[ Oh, he knows. Jake lets out a groan, rubbing his muzzle with his forepaws as if it might relieve some of the pressure in his head. ]
It's a headache. I don't get 'em a lot, but this one has some pretty wild side effects. Like... seeing stuff, for one. [ And then, hastily: ] Don't say anything to Finn, I don't want him freaking out about it. This'll pass.
[ He thinks. ]
It's a headache. I don't get 'em a lot, but this one has some pretty wild side effects. Like... seeing stuff, for one. [ And then, hastily: ] Don't say anything to Finn, I don't want him freaking out about it. This'll pass.
[ He thinks. ]
What gives you the impression I would say anything to Finn?
（ come on, jake, this man is a vault and there is only one key. and sometimes even that key doesn't work properly and now this metaphor is weird. ）
I can use chakra to ease your discomfort, if you wish.
（ come on, jake, this man is a vault and there is only one key. and sometimes even that key doesn't work properly and now this metaphor is weird. ）
I can use chakra to ease your discomfort, if you wish.
Good point. [ Jake chuckles, feeling out his paw for the vague direction of Itachi's voice. When the pads of his feet hit knee (he hopes it's knee, anyway), patting him twice. ] Guess I forget who I was talkin' to.
[ As far as his offer goes, Jake's tail tucks imperceptibly within his box. ]
What's that entail, exactly? I'm more of a booboo kiss guy.
[ As far as his offer goes, Jake's tail tucks imperceptibly within his box. ]
What's that entail, exactly? I'm more of a booboo kiss guy.
[ Man, that did not not sound like a boo-boo kiss, honestly. ]
Is there a catch to this? [ Jake asks, not so much doubting as he was curious. ] Like, why aren't you doing this for everybody all the time? You're tight with that Dr. Bones dude, surely he could make you a intern or like... an orderly or something.
[ Jake stretches out his neck a bit, offering up his head in the vague direction he heard Itachi's voice. ]
A job might cut into your brooding time, though.
Is there a catch to this? [ Jake asks, not so much doubting as he was curious. ] Like, why aren't you doing this for everybody all the time? You're tight with that Dr. Bones dude, surely he could make you a intern or like... an orderly or something.
[ Jake stretches out his neck a bit, offering up his head in the vague direction he heard Itachi's voice. ]
A job might cut into your brooding time, though.
So, you know how make eggs Benedict and cookies. Do you know how to make dango?
（ his withering stare is nerfed by the dog being blinded. curses. foiled again. instead he has to use his words like a normal person and this is possibly the worst thing ever, of all time. ）
There is no catch. Yes or no.
（ completely... ignoring the rest of that. ）
There is no catch. Yes or no.
（ completely... ignoring the rest of that. ）
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