can't find a wall to pin this to [CLOSED]
WHO: Takeshi Yamamoto [ obliviousfamily ] & Hayato Gokudera [ 10thcomplex ]
WHAT: two newcomers meeting up and discussing the situation
WHERE: The docks
WHEN: Day 306
Either this was the work of a mist user (which was unlikely because not even Mukuro could cast an illusion like this) or they had really been transported somewhere again. Yamamoto preferred not to think of it but he already knew that the Ten Year Bazooka worked as a Twenty Year Bazooka too if you used it twice. In that case the future looked extremely different from what he had expected. And the Vongola rings had ceased to function. The Rain Guardian looked at the ring in his hand. It didn’t look any different but no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t form a Dying Will Flame. He had tried several times by now, sitting leaned against a wall next to the water with his sword, stuck in its pacifistic shinai form, next to him.
Hopefully him and Gokudera could figure something out together. Yamamoto, who had a feeling he was following his teacher’s command and getting rid of ever last spark of naivety, had not wanted to give anything away over the odd communicator. There were too many people that could follow their conversation and so far he didn’t trust one single one of them. Finding Tsuna was important, he would gladly admit that to both himself and Gokudera, but they still couldn’t do anything before they knew where they had ended up and why.
He sighed slightly, put the ring back on its chain and waited. On top of everything else he was hungry.
WHAT: two newcomers meeting up and discussing the situation
WHERE: The docks
WHEN: Day 306
Either this was the work of a mist user (which was unlikely because not even Mukuro could cast an illusion like this) or they had really been transported somewhere again. Yamamoto preferred not to think of it but he already knew that the Ten Year Bazooka worked as a Twenty Year Bazooka too if you used it twice. In that case the future looked extremely different from what he had expected. And the Vongola rings had ceased to function. The Rain Guardian looked at the ring in his hand. It didn’t look any different but no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t form a Dying Will Flame. He had tried several times by now, sitting leaned against a wall next to the water with his sword, stuck in its pacifistic shinai form, next to him.
Hopefully him and Gokudera could figure something out together. Yamamoto, who had a feeling he was following his teacher’s command and getting rid of ever last spark of naivety, had not wanted to give anything away over the odd communicator. There were too many people that could follow their conversation and so far he didn’t trust one single one of them. Finding Tsuna was important, he would gladly admit that to both himself and Gokudera, but they still couldn’t do anything before they knew where they had ended up and why.
He sighed slightly, put the ring back on its chain and waited. On top of everything else he was hungry.