are_you_99: (you did what?)
Well, what's a guy to do when he wants to spread the love? Soul is feeling particularly like this today, like he needs to let some know how important they are just in case he doesn't get another chance. This may or may not be tied to the fact that soon is the anniversary of the day he nearly died and inherited black blood.

Well, anniversary was the wrong word, really. That implied something nice, and the only nice thing was that he lived and that it can help him out when he tries to protect others. Otherwise? Yeah, bullshit. He gets to mope around this time every year and be completely useless for a few days. What was so great about that?

Well, the love spreading, anyway. Soul isn't the kind of guy to talk about it, usually: he prefers showing it, not spouting it. But he gets an excuse around this time, so he is so using it.

Well, then. Soul is meandering around the apartment, trying to decide what he wants to do first and when. Would an interruption or two care to help him out?
are_you_99: (just lazying)
Soul is currently fixing some clothes that got wrecked up by the last mission. He's sitting on the living rom floor, patches of fabric around him, sets of clothing here and there. He can get the job done with efficiency, he is sure, as long as he is not interrupted. But he's in a hurry, because he does not know when Crona will be home (home, home, the word sound wonderful) and he doesn't want to let him know he does... the domestic stuff... yet.

It's kind of weird, okay? And not cool at all!