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Flandre Scarlet (
2012-07-04 10:03 pm (UTC)
Flandre curls up with a raspy squeak when her sister moves so suddenly, only tentatively peeking her eyes open when she hears a familiar name.
Her voice is still small, and full of pauses.
She doesn't recognize the shambling armored...thing. But it wasn't the other Thing from just before, so she uncurls just slightly.
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