Aug 24, 2007 09:02
Takaya sneered at the comments the man over the intercom made. He was filled with the desire to do something, mostly punch that stupid, fucking doctor's head in, but he'd settle for just being useful for a change.
He put together a few things to take, pen, notebook and the thicker soled shoes, and then waited. He wouldn't leave without Naoe. Or Lee, should the other boy want to come too.
naoe,
takaya,
rock lee