[ He scales the stairs a short distance from Sasuke, fire poker held aloft. He waits for the other's word and moves first into the hallway carefully when it's cleared, eyes as wide as ever. Back to a wall, he slinks down to the nearest doorframe and takes a look around the corner.
Inside, a gold sphere. He straightens, examining it curiously. Waving his comrade over, he gives a subtle shrug and places his hands on his hips. ] Musta rolled a little or something. Whaddaya think it- ah. [ There's clicking and whirring and the ball is rolling towards them. ]
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Inside, a gold sphere. He straightens, examining it curiously. Waving his comrade over, he gives a subtle shrug and places his hands on his hips. ] Musta rolled a little or something. Whaddaya think it- ah. [ There's clicking and whirring and the ball is rolling towards them. ]