idealism: (It spoke!  Shock and awe.)
[The feed begins shakily, because Tsuzuki is trying to use it has a camcorder.]Be careful with him. He's still just a baby.

[Hisoka sounds exasperated, flipping a page in his book. Tsuzuki lifts his journal so he comes into focus: one of Hisoka's wings is clearly missing.] Tsuzuki, all cats land on their feet.


Are you sure? I mean, what if it's -

Then this happens. )
idealism: (Sleepy smile)
Welcome, new feathers. I hope you all found the way to the clothes shop. If any of you have any trouble finding a place to live, let me know!

I've been wondering, what did most people do for a living back home? I've heard a lot of strange tales about jobs I didn't even know existed.

[If anyone's out and about, Tsuzuki is taking a well-deserved break by the big fountain. After spending the morning with his plants, he's now playing with the water.]
idealism: (Dismissed by limp wrist!)
[Tsuzuki is up early today, gathering up scraps and old bread. When his bag is filled, he sleepily dresses in his winter attire, humming on a song he can only remember in fragments.]

I want a cracker like an animal
You whip me like I'm in OZ.


[He picks up the communicator, not realizing that it's been recording the whole time.]

[To his defense, he just woke up.]


Hi, I was just wondering... does anyone have any leftover bread? There's a family of deer in the woods that I want to feed.
idealism: (I speak in hearts.)
[Tsuzuki is distracted - he has rounded up snow by the center of the town, and is in the process of making a snow creature out of it. Unfortunately, it looks like he has no talent for making these things.]

[His snowman looks livid, has large glasses and a tie. That's as far as he gets before he goes inside the bakery to warm himself up. He opens the communicator.]


Just for your information, it looks like we were running out of mittens and scarves.
idealism: (do not want)
[Tsuzuki's talking to someone off camera, oblivious that he's transmitting their conversation to the whole town. He sounds upset.]

What do you mean 'Link's moving out'? Can't we at least talk about this?
idealism: (gyaaaah!)
Duo and Link's just gotten home, and now Hisoka and Hijiri have been mallynapped. At least I think they have- Hisoka wouldn't have left without telling me. I hope. I wish he'd woken me up. Does anyone know how long a regular abduction lasts?

Oh. And greetings to the new feathers. Are you settling in all right? If you have any extra time, feel free to come down to the garden. Elicia and I will be attempting to plant candy trees.
idealism: (Kitty tantrums are so cute)
[The feed is currently showing the living room of number 49. Tsuzuki's up on a small ladder, trying to fasten a birthday-banner to the ceiling. Hisoka's birthday is today, and he's planning on surprising him with cake and presents. His poor partner's been feeling so down lately, Tsuzuki hopes that this might distract him from his gloom.]

[Feel free to interrupt him.]

Fuda # 6

Jul. 16th, 2010 12:25 am
idealism: (freaking out)
[It's a beautiful, sunny day. The temperature is apparently between "boiling point" and "molten lava", and every sane person is inside, hugging their air conditioner.]

[Except for this guy. Tsuzuki is searching the grass outside House 49. He looks downright distressed, sitting on his knees and brushing his fingers through the lawn and dirt. When he's down with one patch, he hurries to the next one, not caring much about the heat even though his body does.]


It has to be around here somewhere...
idealism: (Looking away)
[OOC: Pretend I posted this days ago! D: Tsuzuki had a little run-in with River earlier. Being him, he thought he'd limp stagger walk the injuries off on the way home. He's still kind of dazed about all of it, really. It might just be the blood-loss speaking.]

[The feed comes on by accident, showing a very quiet shinigami. He's carrying one wing under his arm as if it was a newspaper, and his shirt is no longer white. Tsuzuki winces as he bends down to untie his shoes, but he'd determined to be as quiet as he can about going inside.]

Fuda # 3

May. 28th, 2010 07:05 pm
idealism: (dreaming look.)
[Tsuzuki is sitting outside in the warm weather. He's making small paper cranes, which transforms into birds. This drains on the remains of his magic. Some fly off, while others grow tired and fall to the ground.

He also, for some reason, have several water balloons resting by his ankles that he looks like he has forgotten.]

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