[Yami no Matsuei] (PG)
Jun. 13th, 2014 12:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mtxref_ficAuthor's Note: Written for < lj user="fuda_100">'s "motion". Featuring Tsuzuki's thoughts on Watari.
Watari seemed a being of constant motion: jotting equations, scribbling designs on the wipeboard in his lab, clattering away on his computer keyboard, rummaging about among the test tubes and beakers in his lab, assembling his many strange gadgets on his workbench. When he presented his creations, he spoke with big hand gestures, index fingers pointed to punctuate sentences, clasping his hands in delight, striding around his presentation with the tails of his labcoat swirling around him like a lively cloud. Tsuzuki didn't always understand the things Watari chattered about, but he liked the energy he gave to these presentations.
Watari seemed a being of constant motion: jotting equations, scribbling designs on the wipeboard in his lab, clattering away on his computer keyboard, rummaging about among the test tubes and beakers in his lab, assembling his many strange gadgets on his workbench. When he presented his creations, he spoke with big hand gestures, index fingers pointed to punctuate sentences, clasping his hands in delight, striding around his presentation with the tails of his labcoat swirling around him like a lively cloud. Tsuzuki didn't always understand the things Watari chattered about, but he liked the energy he gave to these presentations.
