Not while their heads are still attached, they won't. . . . Oh, and would she be willing to share that steak, by chance? Toyohisa has been running on half-empty for a good while now.

Sounds like she really doesn't like them then, hm? Though that's no surprise there, all things considered. Not how he'd handle it, but that's not that important at the moment. Now, what's the time and place of this 'execution,' exactly?

"Tomatoes...? Well, it's no wonder I've never heard of it before. I don't think we have any of those back home."

"Having watched it go on from afar for its entire duration, I can safely say that I've got absolutely no idea whatsoever."

|| WHY DIDN'T ANYBODY TELL ME WE HAD A VERSE I've been waiting for this! Patience really is a virtue, and it has delivered.

"You want to repeat that again, old man?"

If one looks close enough, they'd probably see Toyohisa starting to spout steam. "Satsuma is Satsuma! It's not a food, damnit! Get it right!"

". . ." Eye twitch. He huffs, clenching his fists tight enough to make his palms bleed. "I'll end you."

|| Woah hey one of my other accounts stole my muse away for a while there. I'll try and be around here if I can - I don't want to leave this account dead for too long.

Sitting on a barrel, a single leg bouncing impatiently in place. "Tch... I can't take all this damn stitting around and waiting. I should be out on the battlefield, taking heads - not letting my ass get sore on some old keg! The hell are the old man and Yoichi up to anyway...?"

"And just what the hell are you sniffling about?"

"Hmph... you don't have to answer. I was just what wondering what it takes to make an End whine like that."