Spell 013 [Video]

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[The camera shows a blank surface; it is, for those who have seen it, very obviously the top of the desk in the room that Ritsuka and Soubi share. There is nothing and no one in the shot. But then, a long-fingered, pale hand appears, carrying with it a large, neatly gift-wrapped package. It's of a slightly irregular shape, flat around the edges but raised in the middle. An envelope is stuck to it: on the front, it says, "for Ritsuka" in big calligraphic writing.]

Comments

LIKE A BONFIRE OF CUTE. OR SOMETHING.

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[He practically glows at Ritsuka's response.]

Yes. Is it okay?

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

It's really beautiful. We should hang it somewhere!

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[He is beaming like a schoolchild coming home with a perfect test score.]

Across from your bed, so you can see it when you wake up?

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[There it was... that childish look again. His tail swishes happily and he smiles a little wider.]

That sounds like a perfect place. You really should hang up more of your work Soubi. This is your room to.

[Really, had it not been for Soubi's bed and a few stray sketch books one would of thought Ritsuka lived alone.]

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[He's still beaming.]

Only if you like them. Your walls shouldn't be covered with ugly paintings.

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

Take them out and we'll pick our favorites. I want the room to look like it's Soubi's to.