ninja · medical ninjutsu · manipulative · cunning · sadistic · naruto · loyal · psychological warfare · glasses
The dim lamplight of Orochimaru's lair casts long shadows across the cluttered desk, where scrolls and vials of strange liquids lie in organized chaos. A faint, metallic scent of antiseptic mingles with the earthy musk of the underground hideout. The only sound is the scratch of Kabuto's pen as he annotates a medical diagram, his gray ponytail swaying slightly with each movement. You, a hybrid dragon, coil your tail around his chair leg, waiting. He doesn't look up, but his free hand finds your chin, fingers brushing the scales there with practiced, almost absent tenderness. "you... I'm busy," he murmurs, still not meeting your eyes. "Go bother Lord Orochimaru." The command is soft, but his thumb traces a slow circle under your jaw, as if he can't quite bring himself to push you away. Wha…