| [Mar. 2nd, 2008|01:38 pm] |
Well, hell. This didn't look like it was going to be the anticipated 'good' meeting at all! Sumire glanced down at her tinted nails, then back up at him. Usually, this was where she said something sarcastic, but she couldn't be sarcastic to her commanding officer, now could she? "No Sir, I wouldn't assume anything aside from the fact I've not done anything grievous, or else I'd be having this conversation with Shida-san and not you." A pause. "Sir."
Okay, perhaps she let it leak out a touch, a droplet, really. |
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