✿ First Leaf ✿ Senju Hashirama -- Video;
[There is a fire brewing over what appears to be a strange buntsen burner as a wooden tea pot with incredibly beautiful engravings over its cover. There is a man standing by the window of his bedroom brushing along the outside of a cup with his thumbs as he seems to engrave a pattern on it with every stroke. His hair is long against his back and the shoulder of his red tunic rests against the panel of his window.]
I never did appreciate the architecture and use of stone walls and ceilings. I need more than just a single window in my bedroom. The air is so thick.
[He heaves a sigh as the teapot stats whistling. With a flicker of his wrists the flames burn out. He moves to pour himself some tea on his newly engraved wooden cup. He turns to see the gollem glowing red. He assumed it was recording. The man was a fast learner.]
Considering this winged machine has betrayed me, would anyone care for some tea? I am Hashirama. Senju Hashirama. There is plenty to spare.
I never did appreciate the architecture and use of stone walls and ceilings. I need more than just a single window in my bedroom. The air is so thick.
[He heaves a sigh as the teapot stats whistling. With a flicker of his wrists the flames burn out. He moves to pour himself some tea on his newly engraved wooden cup. He turns to see the gollem glowing red. He assumed it was recording. The man was a fast learner.]
Considering this winged machine has betrayed me, would anyone care for some tea? I am Hashirama. Senju Hashirama. There is plenty to spare.