Fuda #39 [video]

[idealism]

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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[relictusdeus]

[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.]

[idealism]

[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.

Oh Tsuzuki, you dork.

[relictusdeus]

'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?