Kurama started with the Wort, Cutting off lengths of twine with near-obsessive mathematical precision, arranging each cluster with an eye and a mind towards how much would be too much to dry quickly enough. He grew quiet in his focus, brow furrowed, eyes narrowed. He almost lost rack of even being in the room with anyone else until all of the Wort was tied off and ready to hang.
Time and its passing suddenly made a grand re-entrance into his life, and he smiled sheepishly over at Kusuriyuri, an embarrassed apology ready if he should see the need for one in his lover's face.
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Date: 2009-09-27 01:16 pm (UTC)Time and its passing suddenly made a grand re-entrance into his life, and he smiled sheepishly over at Kusuriyuri, an embarrassed apology ready if he should see the need for one in his lover's face.