Four boys sit around a circular table. A dog sits near the feet of one of them, nibbling on a freshly-grilled hotdog.
Minato doesn't breathe a single word. In fact, he's been sitting there with his headphones on, so it's unclear whether he's been paying attention to the discussion at all. There isn't much to talk about, is there?
A disembodied voice echoes in his head: explain to the rest of the Chosen why murder is unforgivable. How exactly you accomplish this task is up to you. Very generous of the Council to leave mode of execution wholly up to the four of them. Not that such freedom would make much of a difference.
Minato's gaze shifts around the table as he glances at each person sitting around the table. He wrinkles his nose. They're probably toast, huh... ]
plotting no violence without any clowns (feat: shinjiro, rolo, akechi)
Four boys sit around a circular table. A dog sits near the feet of one of them, nibbling on a freshly-grilled hotdog.
Minato doesn't breathe a single word. In fact, he's been sitting there with his headphones on, so it's unclear whether he's been paying attention to the discussion at all. There isn't much to talk about, is there?
A disembodied voice echoes in his head: explain to the rest of the Chosen why murder is unforgivable. How exactly you accomplish this task is up to you. Very generous of the Council to leave mode of execution wholly up to the four of them. Not that such freedom would make much of a difference.
Minato's gaze shifts around the table as he glances at each person sitting around the table. He wrinkles his nose. They're probably toast, huh... ]