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.]
[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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Isaac? Are you okay?
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It's no problem. I couldn't leave you out here in the cold.
[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
I have no desire to inconvenience you any more than I have already, Tsuzuki. I shall be sure not overstay my welcome.
[action] sounds like a match made in hell. :P
Don't worry. You're not an inconvenience at all.
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He doesn't quite hand back the jacket around his shoulders yet, his tattooed skin studded with goosebumps.]
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[He gestures for the kitchen, going ahead to put on a kettle.]
C'mon. We have some good tea left.
Oh Tsuzuki, you dork.
[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?