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tampered2008-01-21 05:16 pm
Log; Ongoing
When; Today~
Rating; PG-13 maybe?
Characters; Sakata Gintoki [
ginironosora] & Sakamoto Tatsuma [
canicrynow]
Summary; After the epic bitchfight between Gintoki and Tatsuma, Gintoki and Ayame [
nattoninja] went to stay with Kira Yamato [
jesus_yamato] on the Eternal, the ship on the beach. Koutarou [
passion8history] went to stay with Lady [
quamserena], leaving Tatsuma all alone. Sakamoto eventually sucked it up, and he's come to make-up with Gintoki. Friends should never fight, after all. Things should be settled with some harsh words, a couple thrown punches, followed by hugs and apologies, right? Right?
Log;
Ayame had left earlier that day, having found someone to stay with, and Gintoki, in all honesty, was a bit lonely. He didn't want to keep butting in on Kira, the kind kid that offered him a place to stay, no matter how attached he felt to him. And in his time-wasting, he'd eaten the very last of his ice cream stash, and so here he was, wrapped up in his winter haori and scarf, hands mittened against the cold.
It was still a bit early, so he snuck off the ship silently, taking care that his heavy black boots fell as quietly as possible until he was outside, stretching and yawning. His ears were cold already, and he questioned himself, again, on his logic for getting ice cream in the dead of winter. But before he could ponder more on his own stupidity, he noticed someone approaching.
Rating; PG-13 maybe?
Characters; Sakata Gintoki [
Summary; After the epic bitchfight between Gintoki and Tatsuma, Gintoki and Ayame [
Log;
Ayame had left earlier that day, having found someone to stay with, and Gintoki, in all honesty, was a bit lonely. He didn't want to keep butting in on Kira, the kind kid that offered him a place to stay, no matter how attached he felt to him. And in his time-wasting, he'd eaten the very last of his ice cream stash, and so here he was, wrapped up in his winter haori and scarf, hands mittened against the cold.
It was still a bit early, so he snuck off the ship silently, taking care that his heavy black boots fell as quietly as possible until he was outside, stretching and yawning. His ears were cold already, and he questioned himself, again, on his logic for getting ice cream in the dead of winter. But before he could ponder more on his own stupidity, he noticed someone approaching.
