Characters: Sasori
Setting: Rose Hallway
Time: Night 002
Summary: Sasori, somewhat bloody, is interrupted during his puppetmaking process. He's not happy about this.
Warnings: violence, unhappy Sasori
Sasori stepped out of his room covered from fingertip to elbow in blood and in a foul mood. He had been working on creating a puppet out of one of the monsters he had captured the night before; his room suddenly filled with hanging corpses was not helping matters, and he was relocating. But time had run away again, and he found his exit greeted by the strange monsters from before, as well as some new ones, crawling at him from walls and floor.
No matter. He lashed out with a quickly-summoned puppet, using its poisoned blade to cut a path down the hall and into the next one, where he was met with new monsters.
This was only serving to worsen his mood. He wanted to finish the work on the puppet before too long; even locked away in a scroll, it would be best to get it over with quickly. And he hated being forced to wait.