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Aug. 7th, 2006 04:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ten_of_swordsHe looks at the door.
M16.
He hadn't known where else to go. Not with the problem he had.
So.
He knocks.
And waits.
M16.
He hadn't known where else to go. Not with the problem he had.
So.
He knocks.
And waits.
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Date: 2006-08-07 10:07 am (UTC)Clay makes a surprised noise at the amount of attention and moving around he's experiencing tonight, but curls up quickly on Mary Anne's stomach.