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0 0 5 ; scars of the soul
It's been quiet, lately. But battles come and go, as they tend to, and this one had been harsher than most. He's been gone a few days. Without being able to call home.
He'd been framed for something he hadn't done, attempted to fight the Vindice when they'd shown up for him. Dragged away, put to trial, and only narrowly escaped imprisonment and execution.
How sad for them, that they lost another victim.
How sad for Gokudera, as he's sure he has wrath to face when he gets home.
Hence why he's been standing outside the door for about fifteen minutes, wondering why he can have the courage to fight those shitheads, but not to face the music afterwards.
He'd been framed for something he hadn't done, attempted to fight the Vindice when they'd shown up for him. Dragged away, put to trial, and only narrowly escaped imprisonment and execution.
How sad for them, that they lost another victim.
How sad for Gokudera, as he's sure he has wrath to face when he gets home.
Hence why he's been standing outside the door for about fifteen minutes, wondering why he can have the courage to fight those shitheads, but not to face the music afterwards.