[Yeah, right? This isn't what the damned Shinsengumi was founded to do: they were supposed to elevate Kondou's fucking name, kick some ronin ass, do great deeds, protect the people, and become awesome samurai. Instead, here they were. Paddling down a river, one clogged by duck carvings. Chasing after a thief and a ducknapper, and only because five seconds after the revelation that the sacred gold-encrusted temple duck was stolen a bunch of important people turned and stared at him with expectant eyes and Hijikata knew what they had to do.
And yes, this is exactly what Yamazki was around for, but he broke his leg two weeks ago, and unlike certain people he actually knows how and when to sit his ass down.]
Souji! If you have time to run your fucking mouth- [And here he swatted a duck out of the air with his paddle, one which wafted closeish to Souji, which...gave Hijikata the beginnings of an idea.] -...then paddle faster and do something!
And now back to staring at my inbox with bleak, empty eyes.
And yes, this is exactly what Yamazki was around for, but he broke his leg two weeks ago, and unlike certain people he actually knows how and when to sit his ass down.]
Souji! If you have time to run your fucking mouth- [And here he swatted a duck out of the air with his paddle, one which wafted closeish to Souji, which...gave Hijikata the beginnings of an idea.] -...then paddle faster and do something!