（ he takes a paper tag and a pen out of his pouch. the paper itself is nothing special, it's simply been infused with a base amount of chakra, and is blank otherwise. generally, they are for explosive tags — but being a fire and genjutsu specialist he does not often require them. ）
In my world, it is very possible for individuals to create new applications of chakra, depending on their aptitudes, abilities and knowledge. I happen to be adequate at fuinjutsu. Sealing techniques.
（ he writes several characters on the paper, which absorbs the ink and briefly glows with the rich, customary red of his chakra before the symbols fade. the ink seems to crawl across the page, coalescing into something perhaps a bit like this.
(minus the frog) ）
I've sealed a small amount of my chakra into this paper. I'm curious as to whether or not you may be able to release it. Put your hand here — （ he indicates the middle of the circle ） and say 'kai'.
（ release. as with the honourifics he stubbornly clings to, he doesn't allow that word to translate either. ）
[what techniques isn't he adequate at? from Blue's perspective, he seems quite the marvel at most anything he shares. he watches and listens quietly, his eyes widening and following the movement of the ink, feeling a little tingle on the back of his neck - that notion that he's witnessing something fascinating and new.
his eyes flick up to Itachi briefly for confirmation before leaning forward, sitting on the edge of the bed and reaching, hovering his hand over the page (or setting it flat atop it, if corrected).]
not this time, however. he reaches out and pushes blue's hand down against the symbols, but even then the paper remains inert. itachi frowns at it thoughtfully as if unravelling pieces of a curious puzzle. he does not seem frustrated, more... intrigued.
he lifts a hand up, deftly bites at the side of his thumb and, shifting blue's hand aside adds a drop of blood to the centre of the circular sigil. rather than stain the paper, it too seems to be absorbed and disappear. then: ）
（ in a world where people routinely harm themselves in ways far more dramatic and long-lasting as this and uchiha trade eyeballs like pokemon cards, it doesn't even occur to him that blue might find the sight of blood distasteful. he doesn't react to that soft utterance of his name's first syllable, simply shakes his head and carries on past it. ）
If you were to search for me on the ship with your abilities, what would that feel like to you? Try that, but focus on the paper.
（ it could be that they are simply too incompatible on that level. he can share chakra, but it may well be a one-way conduit, a natural consequence of the sage of six paths doing so once upon a time. or it could be that he needs to continue fine-tuning the seals for it. perhaps if he adds the seal for bird... ）
[Blue would contest he would search for his mind, not...blood, but...but whatever this is isn't psionic, so who's to say how it would truly react to him? after a few seconds more, Blue moves his hand back over and onto that page, his eyelids drooping a bit as he tries to imitate the notion of searching without...actually doing it... like how a person trying to actively blur their own vision, in some way. it's weird.
（ this time, it works. there is a small surge of chakra, reddish orange like the painted smear of a sunset, that flares briefly around blue's hand and is thereafter absorbed.
hm. ）
Interesting.
（ because that's not a worrying thing to hear from the guy using you as a guinea pig or anything...? ）
How do you feel?
（ it shouldn't be dissimilar to the usual method he uses to transfer chakra, but the delivery system is... different, so he cannot say for certain. generally, he has only sealed weapons or techniques — as with amaterasu when he died. ）
[Blue withdraws his hand and looks at it, filled with that same warmth that courses through and fortifies him, invigorates. he lifts his eyes up to Itachi, surprised.]
It's...the same. As when you would...signal with your hands.
[after a moment of just rubbing the pads of his fingers and thumb against each other, he shifts his focus back to the page, curious to see if anything is visibly different.]
（ the page is now curiously blank and completely inert. it looks like nothing else so much as a simple sheet of paper. tags are designed to be reused as necessary, though they do not survive being blown up. given that a shinobi can only carry so much on a mission, it would be wasteful for them to be so easily discarded.
itachi says nothing, simply watches as blue ruminates on the paper. his head is faintly cocked as he observes him. ）
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
（ he takes a paper tag and a pen out of his pouch. the paper itself is nothing special, it's simply been infused with a base amount of chakra, and is blank otherwise. generally, they are for explosive tags — but being a fire and genjutsu specialist he does not often require them. ）
In my world, it is very possible for individuals to create new applications of chakra, depending on their aptitudes, abilities and knowledge. I happen to be adequate at fuinjutsu. Sealing techniques.
（ he writes several characters on the paper, which absorbs the ink and briefly glows with the rich, customary red of his chakra before the symbols fade. the ink seems to crawl across the page, coalescing into something perhaps a bit like this.
(minus the frog) ）
I've sealed a small amount of my chakra into this paper. I'm curious as to whether or not you may be able to release it. Put your hand here — （ he indicates the middle of the circle ） and say 'kai'.
（ release. as with the honourifics he stubbornly clings to, he doesn't allow that word to translate either. ）
no subject
his eyes flick up to Itachi briefly for confirmation before leaning forward, sitting on the edge of the bed and reaching, hovering his hand over the page (or setting it flat atop it, if corrected).]
...Kai.
no subject
not this time, however. he reaches out and pushes blue's hand down against the symbols, but even then the paper remains inert. itachi frowns at it thoughtfully as if unravelling pieces of a curious puzzle. he does not seem frustrated, more... intrigued.
he lifts a hand up, deftly bites at the side of his thumb and, shifting blue's hand aside adds a drop of blood to the centre of the circular sigil. rather than stain the paper, it too seems to be absorbed and disappear. then: ）
Try again. Reach out with your psionic abilities.
no subject
despite the instruction, Blue hesitates, troubled by what he's seen. he doesn't understand it wholly.]
...What is it...you want me to reach for?
no subject
If you were to search for me on the ship with your abilities, what would that feel like to you? Try that, but focus on the paper.
（ it could be that they are simply too incompatible on that level. he can share chakra, but it may well be a one-way conduit, a natural consequence of the sage of six paths doing so once upon a time. or it could be that he needs to continue fine-tuning the seals for it. perhaps if he adds the seal for bird... ）
no subject
exhale.]
...Kai.
no subject
hm. ）
Interesting.
（ because that's not a worrying thing to hear from the guy using you as a guinea pig or anything...? ）
How do you feel?
（ it shouldn't be dissimilar to the usual method he uses to transfer chakra, but the delivery system is... different, so he cannot say for certain. generally, he has only sealed weapons or techniques — as with amaterasu when he died. ）
no subject
[Blue withdraws his hand and looks at it, filled with that same warmth that courses through and fortifies him, invigorates. he lifts his eyes up to Itachi, surprised.]
It's...the same. As when you would...signal with your hands.
no subject
（ it's a satisfied hm this time. ）
Good. I will ensure you have several of these on the next mission.
（ chakra is an easy thing to give — it replenishes, and he feels... stronger, under the medical care of doctor mccoy. ）
no subject
[after a moment of just rubbing the pads of his fingers and thumb against each other, he shifts his focus back to the page, curious to see if anything is visibly different.]
no subject
itachi says nothing, simply watches as blue ruminates on the paper. his head is faintly cocked as he observes him. ）
no subject
...Thank you. For sharing this with me.
no subject
（ perhaps that's deliberate. perhaps it isn't. either way, he stands up. ）
I will leave you to your evening.
no subject
does he think...his use is what is most valuable to Blue, hm?]