idealism | Fuda #39 [video]

Fuda #39 [video]

Just how long can someone stay dead here? Draco has been gone for over a week and he still hasn't come home.

[He sighs, running his fingers through his hair. It's worrying. Hisoka won't take it well if Draco doesn't return soon, and he doesn't know how much his sensitive partner can take.]

[Already regretting he put his thoughts in the journal, he changes the subject.]

Anyway. Welcome to town, new people. I'm Tsuzuki. If you need any help finding a place to stay, or just want to find a temple, I'm always around.

[In fact, if anyone is out to find him, they will be able to find him just where he'd sending the video from, the Tsukino Shrine. Later in the day he will take a walk in the woods to clear his head.]

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[Tsuzuki, of course, sees the glimmer of the battle dome and sees a chance to find a person in need. He picks the journal up and shrugs into his jacket.]

Don't walk around too much. I know where you are!

[He does close the journal for now, although he carries it with him. Just in case. Isaac will see a ruffled-looking man in a dark trench-coat soon enough.]

[Isaac nods faintly, wearily, and lets his eyes slide shut, hugging his journal to his chest for warmth and leaning against the trunk of a tree. His impatience for Tsuzuki's appearance is no act, of course - he'd love to be much indoors and much warmer. But, as always, he finds that it pays to bide one's time.

Whenever he happens to hear crisp grass crunching underfoot, he lifts his head expectantly - - and behold! Eventually he catches sight of a man in a trench-coat, and adopts an expression of hopeful uncertainty as he draws near. In a way, Isaac may seem like a child lost on a busy street, searching desperately for someone whom to trust for help.]

Are you... Tsuzuki?

Yes. Yes, I am.

[Tsuzuki is the kind of person that accepts things at face value, at least at first. So the uncertain hopefulness hits him right in the heart. Without thinking twice about it, he shrugs out of his trench-coat and wraps it across Isaac's shoulders, although his height gives him a little trouble. He looks too cold, so he had to do something about it.]

Come on, let's go home. I can fix us up something hot to drink.

[Ah, this was going swimmingly. He manages a nod, drawing the coat more tightly around himself.] Thank you for your kindness. [A beat.] ...Will you be alright?

[Tsuzuki hunches just a little bit, his wings curling around his shoulders to keep him warm. He doesn't really mind the cold all that much, as long as they manage to head in again soon.]

Don't worry about me. I'm not the kind of person to catch colds easily.

What's your name?

If you insist. [He murmurs, suppressing a smile tickling the corners of his lips.] ...Isaac. My name is Isaac. [He stumbles quite suddenly - by accident, actually, over a partially-hidden tree root - but it works in his favour. He braces his hand against the scaly trunk of a tree as if struck by a wave of dizziness and needing a moment to recover]

[He responds immediately, taking a hold of Isaac's elbow to steady him. There simply is no reason for him to react differently, when Isaac is so clearly in need.]

Isaac? Are you okay?

[Instinctively bristling at the touch, he then makes a considerable effort to restrain his more fierce reactions as to gently pull himself free.] I'm alright... [He answers stiffly and forges onwards, hunching his shoulders against the cold.] You are too kind, inviting a stranger into your home. I am most grateful.

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[He's not the first one that dislikes to be touch, but it beggars the imagination. Tsuzuki's eyebrow quirk just the tiniest bit, even though his voice still sounds warm and inviting.]

It's no problem. I couldn't leave you out here in the cold.

[He nods wearily in response, his breath clouding in quick puffs as he forges onwards, shivering erratically beneath the cloak-like jacket.] ...Are we nearly there? [If it's much longer, he will verge on regretting this prank of his.]

[He points to a small house down their path, hidden somewhat by the trees. It looks shielded and inviting. Tsuzuki urges him on, so they'll get inside quickly.] Over there.

[His gaze follows Tsuzuki's pointing finger. Ah, good.]

I have no desire to inconvenience you any more than I have already, Tsuzuki. I shall be sure not overstay my welcome.

[His pace quickens a bit. He's yearning to be warm again, so he hurries to the door and ushers Isaac inside.]

Don't worry. You're not an inconvenience at all.

[The answer he receives has an irrepressible little smile crawling across his thin lips - and it lingers as he steps inside into blessed warmth, his eyes roaming about and absorbing details. Wherever he could see, he could later teleport in the future; a useful little trick.

He doesn't quite hand back the jacket around his shoulders yet, his tattooed skin studded with goosebumps.]

[Tsuzuki trusts too easily. He sees no danger in the way Isaac behaves. The only thing he notices is the way he's not warming up fast enough.]

[He gestures for the kitchen, going ahead to put on a kettle.]

C'mon. We have some good tea left.

'twould be wonderful.

[Truthfully he didn't much care for tea, but he wanted to come off as agreeable and would give it a bit of time before he voiced a need to rest, and would then go about his work. He looks to the kettle expectantly.]

...And what would this 'good tea' be?

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Fuda #39 [video]

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[action] Oh Tsuzuki, you and your bleedin' heart.

[action] I'm suprised he hasn't been suckered until now

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[action] dat butterfly... /points to icon

[action] he is a magnet for animals and birds and butterflies for some weird reason. :P

[action] Isaac, then, is a magnet for dead animals. /things inexplicably drop all around him

[action] sounds like a match made in hell. :P

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Oh Tsuzuki, you dork.