○(Porcelain)○ In stasis for fall semester. Stand by!

She loves me...

... she loves me not.	100.0%	[ 109 ]
Total Votes:			[ 109 ]

[Yaruka]

((*fondles the whip, just waiting to crack it if needed*))

[Raguel Archangel]

[*collapses*
finish at last ]

[Avaloche]

((*Pokes Raggy and cackles*))

[Raguel Archangel]

[uhhhhh ]

[Setsushi]

(( More than three~ It'll be done soon, and maybe it won't be such a terrible piece after all.

Now I'm off to class. ))

[oneironym]

(( *rolls back in* Hello again~ ))

[wildmistress1]

(( *flops onto thread*

Yay, day off work. xd

*pokes Kumo and runs*))

[oneironym]

(( *fistshake* :< ))

[Raguel Archangel]

[*noms on Kumo's head* ]

[Setsushi]

(( *returns! ... to work.* ))

[oneironym]

Kouyo sits at one of the tables in the public area of Setsushi's house, with the notebook Tsubei had given him beside him and several sheets of paper from it scattered in front of him. The High Priest has an inkstone in his hand and a brush in his mouth, and is in the process of making more ink; there are several sheets of calligraphy scattered on the floor beside him, presumably drying, and a few that have already dried on top of the notebook.

The door is open slightly, but the priest does not notice, because he is blindfolded. If anyone came by, he would likely hear them, but for the moment, he seems quite focused on his work.

When he has enough ink, Kouyo sets the stone aside and takes the brush from between his teeth, taking a deep breath before he starts his practice again.

[wildmistress1]

Lysa, seeing that the door was open, briefly knocked before stepping inside.

"Hello? Setsushi, are you home? Oh!" she stopped in the doorway when she saw the man at the table, "Excuse me, I hope I'm not interrupting, but is Setsushi home?"

Why is a blindfolded man sitting there... doing calligraphy? Lysa was puzzled, but remained polite and really did hope she wasn't interrupting something. Hopefully this visitor was a bit more...stable, than the last one she had very briefly met...

[oneironym]

The brush stops on the page as soon as Kouyo hears the visitor's voice, and he takes a slow deep breath before finishing the character he had been working on. Then he dips the brush back into his inkwell before raising his head to address the woman at the door.

"Hello," he says simply, while telling her through his projections that Setsushi was not present. The High Priest invites her to stay if she wishes to see him, but adds that "this leaf cannot cook".

[Setsushi]

(( Setsushi swears that he will be there tonight, though. He will return, victorious or in a coffin!!! scream Kiai! ))

[wildmistress1]

Lysa receives the impression that though Setsushi isn't home, she would be welcome to stay... this leaf cannot cook? Still mildly puzzled, Lysa shrugs off the odd figure of speech and approaches the table.

"Thank you. I just wanted to chat with Setsushi a little, it's nothing urgent. I'll wait here for a little while if you don't mind, though." Lysa pulls up a chair, being very careful not to disturb anything.
"Are you a friend of his?" she asks.


((Lol, don't hurt yourself, Tsu!))