Force is a Necessity
Author's Notes: This was originally a roleplay sample for my Tsunade application on the LJ community imperial(underscore)mod, but I liked it so much that I decided to post it here and in my LJ. Was modified a teeny bit to fit the cannon Naruto world but anyway, here you go: Tsunade in all her booze-loving glory. XD
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Force was necessary, a tempting thought, and Tsunade had never been one to restrict the use of violence. In fact, as she stared down the offender whose hand was on her precious sake, she contemplated flipping over the table ninja-style and delivering a flying kick that would send the boy careening into the wall. Of course, she had to scrap the idea after a moment of deliberation because (A) Shizune was rather fond of those peachy, holeless office walls and also (B), because she couldn't quite guarantee the safety of her sake during such an amazing feat.
Damn the genius who'd made alcohol bottles glass.
"Hey, lady," the blonde drawled, having the audacity to attempt to shake her grip lose. As if she'd ever let go. ",I've got a meeting with this Shizune person. Where is she?"
As if she was a secretary... As if she was a secretary!
Struggling to control her blood pressure, Tsunade grated out, "Do you know where you are?"
A snort.
Tsunade twitched. This blonde, rich boy certainly wasn't earning any kudos with her, what with him waltzing into Shizune's office, interrupting her hunt for the sake bottle that her apprentice had confiscated that morning, and, when she had ignored him in favor of discovering the liquir hidden beneath a trap drawer, he'd snatched the bottle from her, prompting her to latch on for dear life. It seemed that neither was quite all that willing to let go.
"Well then," She tried a different approach. "Do you know who I am?"
"A secretary."
Something inside her popped audibly. "Uh-huh, kiddo." she snarled, and then, before she could enact her thoughts of moments past, Shizune chose the appropriate moment to walk in, gasp with dramatic flair, and wrestle the bottle away from both of them. Chastised, Tsunade was forced out of the office by Shizune and left to her own out in the hall where she stood for a long moment. Ah, defeat. How boring, and the blonde settled for pacing the corridor. Back and forth, back and forth, she went, never pausing once until she'd settled for her next move, until that set frown of her's had steadily grown into a grin and until she'd recalled her stash in the head councilor's bookcase.