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thenearshore2016-10-30 01:27 am
existentialcrisis) wrote in thenearshore2016-10-30 01:27 am
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Who: Ukoku & Tsuzuki
What: Sho had some crazy magic blueprints. Now they're Ukoku's crazy magic blueprints.
When: May 11
Where: Mahakala's temple
Warnings: none (probably?? this might actually change)
[ At some point Ukoku sends Tsuzuki a picture of his atrium with a text: Ready whenever you are.
The front hall is empty again, for consistency's sake. The writing on the stone floor is all in black ink, but the sigil in the pool is written on the tiles in fluorescent green paint, crawling over the raised edges. Guy is out somewhere; Ukoku waited. He's dressed like a priest—he has been more often than not, the last few days—and he wanders around the atrium while he waits, tossing his sutra, rolled up and innocuous, from hand to hand. ]
What: Sho had some crazy magic blueprints. Now they're Ukoku's crazy magic blueprints.
When: May 11
Where: Mahakala's temple
Warnings: none (probably?? this might actually change)
[ At some point Ukoku sends Tsuzuki a picture of his atrium with a text: Ready whenever you are.
The front hall is empty again, for consistency's sake. The writing on the stone floor is all in black ink, but the sigil in the pool is written on the tiles in fluorescent green paint, crawling over the raised edges. Guy is out somewhere; Ukoku waited. He's dressed like a priest—he has been more often than not, the last few days—and he wanders around the atrium while he waits, tossing his sutra, rolled up and innocuous, from hand to hand. ]
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[Tsuzuki grins at him, straightening up. Yeah, okay. They both got out of that in one piece, no mysterious monsters were released on the heavens, it's fine. It's all fine.]
... Or if you need any help painting another sigil!
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I'd appreciate that! As soon as I have a good surface for it, all right?
[ Arts and crafts time. ]
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[Alcohol and dangerous magical incantations! Man, that sounds like exactly Tsuzuki's kind of afternoon. He grins, nodding at Ukoku, and then lets the smile slip away again as he raises a hand to wave, and turns to go.]