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Post by Nara Shikamaru on Jul 16, 2008 20:08:02 GMT -5
Shikamaru stands just under a dim light. The tip of his cigarette dimly lighting everything around it its best. He wrinkle his nose, and look around. Something seemed to be off, yes his village would get a mist like this around rainy seasons, but that didn't bother him. What bothered him was what seem the fact that there were people missing; and he couldn't put his finger on who too. " Tsk... " He leans against the pole that held the light and dragon-style puffed out the smoke from his nose. He had a feeling if he waited here long enough, someone would come around.
He half hope that he wasn't gone so long, that there was some major event, or that there was a festival that he missed out on. Like he cared... It did feel good to do nothing. Although his curiosity fueled him for now.
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