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James A. Garfield cabin roof; Tuesday night (05.12)
Kenshin had had an interesting day. Interesting enough that the relative quiet and darkness of the rooftop was a relief. He sat with his back to the light of the campfires, and stared out into the night, emptying his mind, so that hopefully he could sleep. He wasn't worried about anyone sneaking up behind him; he would hear them before they got close enough to be a threat.
How long his solitude would remain solitude...
Well.
((Open post is open. :D?))
How long his solitude would remain solitude...
Well.
((Open post is open. :D?))

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His eyes were cold, hard, yellow-gold that glinted stubbornly as he looked at her.
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Didn't necessarily make it wrong, either, but . . .
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[[D'oh, I fell asleep last night. D:]]
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(('soki. That happens. <3))
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"I met him," he replied. "He told me about something called 'teevee' and 'radio.'"
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Grumbly, bad-tempered, teenaged killer, yep.
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Even if he had to bathe himself in blood to bring it.
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