| Jun. 16th, 2011 @ 01:15 am 004 |
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Current Mood:  guilty
[Accidental video]
[Most of the room is dark, just a couple of candles lit, but Yama's journal catches him as he finish wrapping a bit of fabric around a thick stick (that once upon a time probably was a mop handle, whoops) before he stands up, bundling a bunch of torches in his arms]
"I've finished these torches, Gigei."
[Gigei waves a hand at him, not really looking up from where she's cutting some old sheets into bandages - because with how much Kiseki likes blood-events, better be safe than sorry.]
"Thank you so much, milord Yama! Be a dear and leave them over the corner so we won't trip, alright? We'll give them out later."
[Yama nods, turning to leave them where he was told... and pausing when a secret shines over the wall and his expression closes up a bit.
"I'm aware you only see him when you see me."] |
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