Post by Zetsu on Aug 7, 2008 22:55:58 GMT -5
Zetsu was sitting on a cross legged on a log in the middle of the bamboo forest near his former home. The husk of the Venus flytrap sitting a few feet away. It was close to midnight. He or rather they could see the stars through a gap in the bamboo stalks.
If anyone had come upon him at that moment they would see an odd sight, only one side of zetsu’s face bore a smile and the other was frowning slightly. The two personalities were at odds with each other again. This happened with some regularity as they were as different as night and day. They also hate or at least resented each other. One could never tell by looking at them.
White, was smiling because he liked to look at the stars in the woods. it was his time to choose. During the day they did what Black wanted but at night, unless they were on a mission White held sway.
Black on the other hand was not happy and he grumbled his annoyance at having to cater to White. He would much rather be sleeping or cause havoc in some was, like stirring up the villagers. That would be fun.
“Why do we have to be out here, white? It’s a waste of time hunting here. Besides we don’t even have a purpose here. We should move on to our real goal.” Black said in a voice that sound leave autumn leaves, dry and crackly.
White turned his attention from the stars as answered coldly. “We are out here because I say we are, Black. And because I like it here. We had a home here once remember. I say Tonight’s a night to reminisce and that what we’re doing.” his voice was some how new than Black’s, more normal sounding.”So there.”
“We don’t have to do what you say white and if you going to act like that we’ll leave.” Black threatened preparing to fallow through with his threat. He was seething with anger at white. How dare he thing that he could dictate their actions.
If anyone had come upon him at that moment they would see an odd sight, only one side of zetsu’s face bore a smile and the other was frowning slightly. The two personalities were at odds with each other again. This happened with some regularity as they were as different as night and day. They also hate or at least resented each other. One could never tell by looking at them.
White, was smiling because he liked to look at the stars in the woods. it was his time to choose. During the day they did what Black wanted but at night, unless they were on a mission White held sway.
Black on the other hand was not happy and he grumbled his annoyance at having to cater to White. He would much rather be sleeping or cause havoc in some was, like stirring up the villagers. That would be fun.
“Why do we have to be out here, white? It’s a waste of time hunting here. Besides we don’t even have a purpose here. We should move on to our real goal.” Black said in a voice that sound leave autumn leaves, dry and crackly.
White turned his attention from the stars as answered coldly. “We are out here because I say we are, Black. And because I like it here. We had a home here once remember. I say Tonight’s a night to reminisce and that what we’re doing.” his voice was some how new than Black’s, more normal sounding.”So there.”
“We don’t have to do what you say white and if you going to act like that we’ll leave.” Black threatened preparing to fallow through with his threat. He was seething with anger at white. How dare he thing that he could dictate their actions.