Re: Annoyances **SasoriPuppet11**

[Nyako-Chan]

"I'd say you're both even in that contest," Nami cast her gaze to the side, ignoring both of the annoying loud mouths. "And I say Tobi should go shopping, since he's so energetic." She didn't care who's turn it really was, so long as he left.

[RippedNose]

Ryota rolled his eyes at Nami's words. He hated being clumped with Tobi. He was probably more annoying, but Tobi was too happy-go-lucky for everybody. "Yeah Tobi, go shopping" he kicked at the man again, smirking as he nodded.
"OK sempai!! Kakuzu-sempai can I have some money to buy food?" Ryota didn't stick around for the answer. Heaving himself he walked down another hallway, looking for someone to piss off. He got a few feet down the hallway before turning back. "Nami can you find something for me to use as crutches? I don't care how many times I trip over them, walking is fucking killing my leg" he leaned against the wall as he waited to see if she could find anything.

[Nyako-Chan]

"Fine," finally, he was using some common sense. She had already seen something to use for crutches, and she could really care less if they were Zetsu's...uh...whatever they were. She snatched them, than ran off before he saw or noticed they were gone. She handed them to Ryota, then waited for him to get moving again.

[RippedNose]

Ryota took the. . . things. . . when they were handed to him, and he stuck them under his arms, keeping his broken leg off of the floor as he moved down the hallway, now a bit faster than his slow prgress at a limp. He moved through the base, trying to find somebody -anybody- to bug. He walked for a few minutes, already getting bored. Seeing Itachi walking down the hall he smirked evilly and sped up slightly. "Hey Itachi-kun!!" he said in a mock happy voice. He had a big grin on his face and he wasn't surprised when Itachi walked right past him. The blonde turned around and kept pace with him, chatting aimlessly about art. When he was still ignored (not that he expected any better) he lifted his hand off of the makeshift crutch tp poke the Uchiha quickly, attempting to still walk. Of course, it didn't work, and he tripped over then end of it and fell flat on his face, swearing loudly.

[Nyako-Chan]

Nami backed up slightly as she realized he was going to pester Itachi Uchiha. Ryota was probably the only one who dared mess with him. Not even Tobi tried. Or Hidan, for that matter. Ryota was the only one dumb enough to go for it anyway. He was pretty dang stupid, and of course, he was extrememly klutzy, so he tripped and fell flat on his face when he was trying tp poke the dark Uchiha. She didn't know whether to hope he got mangekyo-d, or not. If he did, then it'd be nice for him to be a little quiet, and punished. If he was, then she'd get in trouble for him getting hurt, so she wasn't all to sure on what she hoped would happen.

[RippedNose]

Ryota got up as quickly as he could, grabbing the dropped 'crutches'. He caught up with Itachi quickly, and matched his pace once again. "IIIITTTTTAAAAACCCCHHHHHHIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he wailed. "WHY ARE YOU IGNORING MEEEE!?!?!?!?!?!?!?" He of course didn't get an answer form this. He wondered alot how the Uchiha could ignore him so easily. The shortest time it had taken for him to snap while Ryota tried his hardest to annoy him had been 10 minutes of continuous idiocy. The longest was about half an hour, and everyone else took about a minute or less. He elbowed Itachi in the arm with every step now, as it was easier than poking while using crutches. "Itachi Itachi Itachi Itachi Itachi Itachi Itachi Itachi Itachi Itachi Itachi Itachi" he repeated. His usual treatment. He wasn't in the mood for being creative so he didn't bother trying to think of something else to do. He continued this down the hallway, only pausing for breaths.

[Nyako-Chan]

Nami stayed a couple 10 feet back from where Ryota was bugging Itachi, not wanting to get caught in the aftermass that was more than likely to ensue. She sighed, and she thought Tobi was annoying, hah, Ryota had to be the worst of them alive on the planet. She waited for Itachi to finally snap, which would take a bit of time. But, on the bright side, it kept Ryota busy, even if she had to follow along and listen as well. "You ever gonna stop, Ryota?" Nami question, raising an eyebrow after hearing how many breaths he took to keep on going.

[RippedNose]

Ryota continued with his chanting and elbowing, determined to make Itachi snap like a dry and brittle twig. He knew it probably wouldn't end well for him but he didn't care. It was his ultimate goal in life: annoy people to hell until they can't take it anymore. He tried not to lose his concentration at Nami's words, instead just shaking with an amused expression as he continued for about 8 more minutes until Itachi stuck his foot out to trip the blonde before walking around the corner. Ryota yelled in surprise as he fell on his face again. The pain in his nose, jaw, ribs, arm, and leg, was huge as he akwardly chnaged positions so that he was sitting on the floor against the wall with his broken leg sticking straight out across the narrow hallway and his broken arm across his chest. He pulled the crutches to be next to him as he attempted to use the wall to get up. He finally managed, and then limped off to his room, collapsing on his bed the moment he got inside. He tossed the crutch things in a corner as he lay face down on his bed, trying to ignore the pain in his broken bones.

[Nyako-Chan]

About time, Nami thought, when she saw Itachi's muscels tense slightly, then as his foot was stuck out in Ryota's path. She watched him fall with a well re-sounding thump, then struggle to get back up on his feet. He hobbled back to his bed room, plopping down on his bed and throwing his make-shift crutches in the corner. With a little luck, he'd be a good, worn out idiot and just stay there, and not ask for anything. "All done with being annoying now?" She smirked, pretty glad Itachi had tripped him. She saw it as a little thing of revenge for both her and Itachi, so Ryota could shut up and stop being a pain in the neck.

[RippedNose]

Ryota looked up at Nami with a raised eyebrow. "Do you really think it's possible for me to be done with being annoying?" he said with a laugh. He rolled over and shifted up to lean on the wall, smirking slightly. "You of all people should know by now that I can't stop being annoying. For very much time. It's just not possible. It's in my genes" he said this like he was proud of it, which he was. He was probably the only person on earth that could be so annoying for so long. He would mess with anyone who came close, no matter how dangerous they were. He pestered them anyways. And if his annoyingness couldn't get to them, his annoying habits would. He had alot of them.

[Nyako-Chan]

"Stupidity doesn't run genetically, moron," Nami rolled her eyes, annoyed no matter what with him. "You're just stupid because you lack a lot of common sense." He'd best not protest he could be born without it, because he couldn't. He only lacked it because he wasn't smart enough to use it. It's his own fault, probably. "Well, stop being stupid for now, because you need to shut up and rest, you got that." It wasn't a question, more like a statement, or demand. More on the demand tone though.

[RippedNose]

"Are you sure? My mom was stupid, my dad is stupid, I'm stupid. It's gotta be genetics" he knew it probably wasn't but he liked to argue, it was probably just hitting his head too many times. It was more than likely. Her next words made him laugh. "HA! Rest!? I don't need rest!! I'm too hyper to get any rest. Lying here doesn't do anything except make me restless and I don't think sleep is an option for awhile". He was more talking for the sake of talking, some would say that he loved to hear his own voice. It wasn't true, he just didn't know how to shut up. It was just how he was.

[Nyako-Chan]

Nami sighed, wanting to make him go to sleep, so he'd shut up and she could walk off for a few hours. But thanks to Pein's rules, she wasn't allowed to do that. It'd take such a long time to get through this stupid task, too bad no one else could take her job or anything. "If you're just going to bug people so you can get hurt, forget it. Go do something constructive," she rubbed her temples, aggrivated with him.

[RippedNose]

Ryota stretched as he began thinking quickly of new ways to piss people off, or re-discover old ones. It was about the only time he thought quickly, the rest of the time he could be pretty slow, especially when it came to common sense. "I don't bug people just to get hurt" he protested, glaring at Nami slightly. "It's just fun" he shrugged after this before grinning. "You're right, I do need to do something constructive". He reached for the bag of clay he udually kept near his bed on the floor but it had been moved when his room was cleaned. "Where'd you put my clay!?" his gaze frantically swept the room, not too thrilled with the idea of losing even one bag.

[Nyako-Chan]

"Right, like you could find it in the pile of junk that had a name called, 'your room'." she didn't doubt that he actually could, just because he was one of those people who could have the messiest rooms and stil know where they have everything they can remember. "Hang on, I put it over here, so relax," she walked over to a shelf, picking up the bag of lumpy clay and tossing it at the foot of RYota's bed. "There, no injecting C into it, because we all really don't need an explosion." She stepped back just incase, leaning against the door frame.

[RippedNose]

"I know where everything is, except the random things that shouldn't be here". He grabbed the bag of clay off of the bottom of his bed and leaned back to the wall with a satisfied smile. "Why not? It's not like it would be the first time I've set my art off in my room" he pointed at the faint black scorch marks on his walls. He had tried to get them off as best as he could but that was pretty permanent, seeing as it did damage to the walls anyways. He stuck the hand on his non-broken arm in the bag of clay and the mouths on his palms chewed at it quickly. His art was the one thing that made him feel alot better when he was injured and mostly confined to his room other than the time he needed to move around.

[Nyako-Chan]

"Riggghhhttt," Nami rolled her eyes as he pointed out the scorch marks on his walls. "Didn't anyone tell you not to blow things up? And inside the base, for that matter." she ran a few fingers through her long red hair, moving it away from her face. "You need some help, you know that, don't you, idiot?" Nami scoffed at him, his stupidity was exasperating 85% of the time, the other 15% it wasn't too bad.

[RippedNose]

Ryota laughed and looked down, shaping the clay that the mouth on his palm had chewed on and spat out. "Everyone I know has told me not to blow things up inside the base. Obviously, I don't listen to them" He never really listened to anyone, not caring what the others said mostly. "I need alot of help" he agreed. He placed the small butterfly he had created beside him on the bed and it fluttered upnear the ceiling. Of course, he had injected C into it anyways, and he made a handsign and muttered "Katsu" and it created a small explosion near the ceiling. There were scorch marks on the ceiling now and some plaster fell but it hadn't done much damage, just made a pretty loud noise and a big red flash.

[Nyako-Chan]

Nami winced, taking a step back. She couldn't say she particularlly liked loud noises. "Idiot, go do that somewhere it won't reverberate." She shook her head, trying to clear the ringing sound from her ears. "Never mind, how about I just leave or something?" Once she was sure the ringing had pretty much faded, she looked back up at him.

[RippedNose]

Ryota laughed at Nami's reaction, knowing that she hated his art. "I'm too lazy to go anywhere at the moment" he said while sticking his hand back in the bag. He was having fun, and the point of detonating his bombs in his room was that in the small enclosed space it made it alot louder. "Don't leave" he smirked. "You need to stay here and appreciate my art". He pulled his hand out of the bag and continued to make small clay figures, making sure he wasn't going to explode the whole base by accident. Like when his room had to be rebuilt because he made a bigger explosion than he meant to. . . paying attention is always a good thing when working with explosives.

[Nyako-Chan]

"It's not appreciate-able because it's not art," She glared at him, knowing he was only making her stay because she hated the noise and because he knew that his 'art' made her mad. He was such an idiot, why couldn't he be like normal hurt people and just rest and remain extremely quiet? "Ryota, at least make smaller bombs, those are too loud," she had her eyes squeezed shut because of the noise. "You'll make the rest of the base mad."

[RippedNose]

"Yes it is art, you retard" he threw a small bird into the air and it flew up near the ceiling as the butterfly had. "Art's a BANG!!" to accent this he detonated the bird after he finished speaking. "But the louder they are, the more fun it is! Especially when it makes everyone else mad" he laughed at this, knowing it was completely true. He just found it so much fun to bug people, no matter the concequences. He made his bombs smaller anyways, knowing he would get in trouble from Kakuzu if he did too much damage to his room.

[Nyako-Chan]

"Right, so if I'm the retard, then what does that make you," she repied with bitter sarcasm. "Art is supposed to be eternal, not your mixed up theory of it being a 'bang'. Eternal is the only proper way to appreciate it, stupid." This would be one of the many arguments that they would go at for hours. There were a few more, but none as heated as this one had always been and always would be. Unless, Ryota gave up thinking in such an idiotic way and converted to believing in her form of art.

[RippedNose]

"If you're the retard, I'm the idiotic clutzy freak" he said with a smirk. "Art's a BANG!! It's your theory that's messed up! What's the poit of staring at the same thing forever?? Boring much. Art is only beautiful becuase it's so fleeting, and so transient" He dropped his gaze to the clay in his hand and kept his eyes on his work, moulding a lump of clay into a butterfly again and sending it to sit on Nami's shoulder. He wasn't planning on blowing it up while it was on her shoulder, only to wait.

[Nyako-Chan]

"No, that was more of a rhetoircal question, amd it's your theory that's messed up. Art must be able to endure the biggest obstacle of all; time. If it can withstand time itself, than that is what is truely beautiful." She looked at the clay butterfly he had sent to settle on her shoulder. She knew he wouldn't blow it up, but it just being there didn't bother her for some reason.

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