working
Sasori wiped his forehead, and sighed. He was busy with a little puppet. He was working on that piece for almost a week now. It can move it's hands, and feet now, but it's face was still blank.
The boy hold out the puppet, and examined it intently.
"Almost... almost...." he muttered, and started to work on the joints of the arm. He wanted a perfect piece, and this work was still so far from it.
Sasori ignored the slight dizziness, from lack of eating and sleeping in these days.
The boy hold out the puppet, and examined it intently.
"Almost... almost...." he muttered, and started to work on the joints of the arm. He wanted a perfect piece, and this work was still so far from it.
Sasori ignored the slight dizziness, from lack of eating and sleeping in these days.