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byakuren "turbo granny" hijiri ƸӜƷ 聖白蓮 (
2012-07-05 05:29 am (UTC)
She waits. One minute. Two minutes. Five minutes. Ten minutes.
And finally allows herself to sink to her knees, her breathing heavier than normal. She was used to seeing these kinds of things in Makai--it was a world full of demons, after all, but at least they seemed to have sense. They had personalities underneath their gurgling faces.
Whatever this thing was, it wasn't anything that existed back in Gensokyo.
With a heavy shudder, she rises back to her feet, starting to once more frantically search for the exit. If she was lucky, she'd just end up back at the entrance, and spend another night sleeping in the church...it seemed lovely, at this point.
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