But, before Nakamaru could say anything (shame, really, since already cleared his throat and all), there was a hand on his shoulder. Nakamaru paused and turned to find Ueda standing there, pursing his lips as he was wont to do lately. He had a pointed look on his face.
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Date: 2010-12-26 05:14 am (UTC)