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Flandre Scarlet ([personal profile] then_there_were_none) wrote in [community profile] mayfield_rpg2012-04-13 05:13 pm

11th--[Action] ...not-so tiny today! [Event]



[Outside 1766 Beaver Street]

["Seras" has gotten up rather late today. Partially because someone else usually swings by to pick her up for school earlier in the day, and mostly because "Seras" wasn't Seras at all. She was Flandre, and had centuries of the sleeping habits of being a nocturnal creature.

After wandering around the house, staring at herself in the mirror and then pointedly avoiding all reflective surfaces and wondering why everything was so small, she has gone outside to the lawn and...flops over onto her back in the grass.
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...I forgot what it's like without any wings at all.

[She has a rather un-Seras-like French accent.]

This is annoying.

[And just like all those years and years had wound back and she was human again. The world seemed quieter, the clouds less distinct--and when she held her hand up, there were no claws on her fingers like there should have been.

Noticeably absent is the collective panic attack much of Mayfield seems to be suffering lately. But, after all--Flandre believed this all was just one long, strange dream. What was one more odd thing to dream about?
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walking_nukebird: ([Thinking/Concerned])

[personal profile] walking_nukebird 2012-04-17 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I met her a few months ago. She was, um—passed out in my front yard.

We talked for a little bit.
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[personal profile] walking_nukebird 2012-04-17 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[One of "Utsuho's" wings twitches.]

Sick? No, she was drunk. And I woke her up.
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[personal profile] walking_nukebird 2012-04-17 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
["Utsuho" tilts "her" head in a manner not unlike the real deal.]

Normally you don't, but I think she was just that tired.



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[personal profile] walking_nukebird 2012-04-18 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Well, she was sleeping on the grass ...
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[personal profile] walking_nukebird 2012-04-18 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
But it's grass!

[Someone pinch Balin and wake him up, he can't believe he's having this kind of conversation.]

And anyway, I told her that she ought to sleep in a hammock or something! People do strange things when they're drunk, you know?

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[personal profile] walking_nukebird 2012-04-18 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[She definitely sounds like she oughta be five. Most of the vampires he's met are kids or teenagers. And the one adult-sounding vampire seemed more like a bouncy teeny-bopper herself.]

Not supposed to do what? Sleep on the grass?
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[personal profile] walking_nukebird 2012-04-18 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
Who is Remi, anyway? Do you mean—

[Wait, if this girl is a vampire and Meiling is her gatekeeper, then—]

—Remilia Scarlet?
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[personal profile] walking_nukebird 2012-04-18 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[girl this body doesn't get whiplash]

I've talked to her before, too!
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[personal profile] walking_nukebird 2012-04-18 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
No, it was in my real body, like ... back in August last year.

["Utsuho's" wings twitch again.]

She was the one who first told me about this woman, actually. The one whose body I'm in right now.
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[personal profile] walking_nukebird 2012-04-18 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
[But does Remilia know that nuclear fusion is what makes the sun shine? And does she know why kids love the taste of Cinnamon Toast Crunch?]

Yeah. She told me a lot about why it happened, what Utsuho tried to do, and how Reimu and Marisa stopped it.