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sakon76Watan recently sent me copies of the last two tapes/DVDs of Ayatsuri Sakon. In addition she sent me photocopies of the yomikiri chapter. I had somehow managed to completely miss this latter fact until last night when I was turning in to bed. I do not remember the envelope it came in, nor do I know how/when it was placed upon my bed. But... NEW SAKON!!! *heartheartheartheartheart*
Inspiring the following.
The door bell jingled. "Hello!" Omi called, looking up. His smile grew wider as he saw who stood just inside the door. "Good morning, Tachibana-san, Ukon-san!"
"Heya," the puppet said while the puppeteer quietly nodded in greeting.
"If it's about Aya, he's in the back room," Ken said from where he was inspecting their stattice supply.
"Feel free to go right back," Omi said, pointing at the door. "He's filling ikebana orders right now."
"Thank you," the young magician said, and did so.
*
Aya's hands and mind were concentrated on the work before him, achieving balance with only a few materials, a branch, a blossom or two... so different, so clean in line and form compared to the bouquets and live plants that made up most of the Koneko's business. It was a refreshing change and cleared his mind from the irritation at the overabundance of everything on the other side of the door.
A soft cough woke him from his work. He glared up at that person, at the puppeteer he'd sensed coming for him as soon as the teenager had entered the shop.
"It's exquisite," Sakon Tachibana said, looking at the half-complete form in Aya's hands. Purple eyes glanced up, met Aya's. "You could do magic with this as well as the sword."
In any case, back to cleaning and boxing and other such fun activities. ^^v
Inspiring the following.
The door bell jingled. "Hello!" Omi called, looking up. His smile grew wider as he saw who stood just inside the door. "Good morning, Tachibana-san, Ukon-san!"
"Heya," the puppet said while the puppeteer quietly nodded in greeting.
"If it's about Aya, he's in the back room," Ken said from where he was inspecting their stattice supply.
"Feel free to go right back," Omi said, pointing at the door. "He's filling ikebana orders right now."
"Thank you," the young magician said, and did so.
*
Aya's hands and mind were concentrated on the work before him, achieving balance with only a few materials, a branch, a blossom or two... so different, so clean in line and form compared to the bouquets and live plants that made up most of the Koneko's business. It was a refreshing change and cleared his mind from the irritation at the overabundance of everything on the other side of the door.
A soft cough woke him from his work. He glared up at that person, at the puppeteer he'd sensed coming for him as soon as the teenager had entered the shop.
"It's exquisite," Sakon Tachibana said, looking at the half-complete form in Aya's hands. Purple eyes glanced up, met Aya's. "You could do magic with this as well as the sword."
In any case, back to cleaning and boxing and other such fun activities. ^^v
