（ by the time shikamaru has arrived, itachi has cleaned out most of the remaining desks and anything that isn't relevant for immediate survival, leaving only benches and a few of the sturdier remaining chairs. space has been cleared on the floor and the floorboards have been neatly cut at one corner so that the ground underneath can be utilized.
they do not require much communication, mostly they work in silence. itachi does not have a natural affinity for earth, but he is skilled enough to overcome that disadvantage — whatever shikamaru uses, he tracks with the sharingan and then duplicates. they are able to raise earthen walls around the building, shored up and thick enough to discourage intrusion. it isn't pretty, but it will hold.
they work into the night, neither particularly caring about the chill as it sets in as they are moving enough to counteract it. but once they're finished, it's as cold as any night near sunagakure, and he can see his breath in the air, curling like steam.
shikamaru is sitting on one of the benches, idly smoking one of his cigarettes, and itachi is standing near one of the windows that's been boarded-up and reinforced by the earth outside. the sound of the exterior is so dampened it's almost eerie, like they are the only two souls left alive in the city. ）
We'll salvage one of the cast-iron stoves tomorrow. It should make it easier to keep it warm in here.
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Earth jutsu isn't my strong suit, but I can manage that much. [ what a drag though. ]
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yes momhe'll be there. ]
ig this is set like a day or two after the town shift bc i know how timelines work
they do not require much communication, mostly they work in silence. itachi does not have a natural affinity for earth, but he is skilled enough to overcome that disadvantage — whatever shikamaru uses, he tracks with the sharingan and then duplicates. they are able to raise earthen walls around the building, shored up and thick enough to discourage intrusion. it isn't pretty, but it will hold.
they work into the night, neither particularly caring about the chill as it sets in as they are moving enough to counteract it. but once they're finished, it's as cold as any night near sunagakure, and he can see his breath in the air, curling like steam.
shikamaru is sitting on one of the benches, idly smoking one of his cigarettes, and itachi is standing near one of the windows that's been boarded-up and reinforced by the earth outside. the sound of the exterior is so dampened it's almost eerie, like they are the only two souls left alive in the city. ）
We'll salvage one of the cast-iron stoves tomorrow. It should make it easier to keep it warm in here.