Characters: The
getyourgunson and the
powerofbondageLocation: Death Robbins
Rating: PG
Time: November 6th, around 2PM because that’s totally the best time for ice-cream
Description: One of the greatest alliances in history shall be forged over ice-cream and hair ruffles.
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help me leave behind some reasons to be missed )
[...but again, there’s not much he can do at the moment. The older samurai frowns a bit, resisting the urge to bite his lip as he directs his attention to his refilled glass of water (one of the waitresses had filled it up earlier) and downs a mouthful of it before speaking again.] Besides, this place ain’t half bad anyway if you ignore the heat and sun and the moon above.
[No matter what, the sun and the moon would forever be creepy to Date. Seriously, why the hell did they even have faces? It was just unsettling.]
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[Taking another drink of his water, Date falls into a contemplative silence for a moment, wondering. Thinking about it, he had changed quite a bit ever since his first arrival in this world - a lot of things had happened as well, and more and more these days he found himself wondering about things he wouldn’t even have thought about back in Hi-No-Moto.] ...I do hope that this war can be finished though, for all our sakes. [Now more than ever, there’s so much more riding on it then when he first began.]
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