[Gokudera began stroking Makoto's hair again, long fingers softly brushing against his scalp, gently parting the locks, carefully and gently working out any little tangles he might find. Hey, brushes in good condition are rare here.]
The Tenth, he was here... really briefly, when I first showed up. It was strange, though. He arrived at the same time as the Baseball Idiot an' I, but he was from a different time from us. He was so anxious, because he was from before he had faced this enemy that at the time seemed... well, like a god, and impossible to defeat. It took Yamamoto and I a while to convince him that not only did we make it through, but the Tenth had defeated him.
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Date: 2014-03-13 08:34 pm (UTC)The Tenth, he was here... really briefly, when I first showed up. It was strange, though. He arrived at the same time as the Baseball Idiot an' I, but he was from a different time from us. He was so anxious, because he was from before he had faced this enemy that at the time seemed... well, like a god, and impossible to defeat. It took Yamamoto and I a while to convince him that not only did we make it through, but the Tenth had defeated him.