Evening time over the city. The quarter-moon is hanging low in the sky's fading light. Purple, indigo and cobalt layers the horizon, streaked together as if by a paint brush. Soubi turns away from the window he was glancing out of as the tea kettle on the stove whistles, and he moves to turn the heat down. ((OOC: LOL, I fail. Sorry this is so late and so crappy, guys.)) Tags: kio, natsuo, saving kio's neck lol, soubi, youji
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