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Hong Meiling ([personal profile] not_so_great_wall) wrote2011-05-27 12:49 am
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005 ~*~ Of blood, sweat, and tears

[ Toast was in the toaster, so it was time to fetch the mail! Meiling skipped out, humming tunelessly as she opened the box and pulled out... oh, that's quite a few letters. This was exciting!

She enters the house again, deposits what isn't for herself or Patchy on the coffee table, and then ascends the stairs. ]
Miss Patchouli, we have mail! And breakfast will be done soon~

[ No, she didn't read the address or anything, and just slipped her not!daughter's letter under her door before making her way back into the main bedroom to get dressed. She mumbles to herself as she digs through the closet. ] --that's weird.

[ Meiling then calls back into the hall. ]
Has anyone seen my cap? I know I can't wear it to work, but I like to have it on around the house!

((OOC: Action is closed to house-mates, but feel free to put any phone threads in here if you want!))

[identity profile] there-were-none.livejournal.com 2011-05-30 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
[After a moment, Flandre follows Meiling's gaze up and down and all over the street, though she sees nothing beyond the dream-people that didn't act like people. She chirps.]

Are we going to the house?

[Flandre didn't seem to notice, relaxing further into her guardian's arms.]

[identity profile] there-were-none.livejournal.com 2011-05-30 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
...what's that, Meiling?

[While relaxed, Flandre was still following Meiling's gaze, right down to the ground. She chitters again, perplexed.]

Gardening stores DO have some rather terrifying weapons

[identity profile] there-were-none.livejournal.com 2011-05-30 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Flandre leaaaaans away from the thing as far as she can go (which isn't very far at all) as if to get a better look at it. She tilts her head a bit too.]

Isn't it supposed to be crooked?

[identity profile] there-were-none.livejournal.com 2011-05-30 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Flandre squeaks. She's impressed!]

Meiling is strong!

[identity profile] there-were-none.livejournal.com 2011-05-31 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Flandre wiggles a bit in response! And giggles more than a bit, though only just.

Then she remembers something.
]

Meiling, I forgot my shoes.

[Her clawless little toes wiggle in emphasis.]

[identity profile] there-were-none.livejournal.com 2011-05-31 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Flandre blinks.]

Won't I get little green things on me, Meiling?

[She means grass.]

[identity profile] there-were-none.livejournal.com 2011-05-31 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
[This time Flandre squeals, ducking her chin a bit and kicking her feet.

Well, okay then. This was a nice place to be, anyway; not the dream, exactly, but in Meiling's arms. Like it always was; a good place, a safe one.

The little vampire rests her cheek on the gate guard's chest, face turned up and smiling at her.
]

[identity profile] there-were-none.livejournal.com 2011-05-31 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Despite the rush, this was...relaxing. Meiling wasn't putting her down anytime soon, and there was no jostling or rattling or anything. And the sun was...warm. Pleasantly so, no burning or itching.

It was nice.

Flandre peers around only a little bit, eventually closing her eyes with a little happy murmur.

...Meiling was awfully quiet, though.
]

What is Meiling looking at?

[identity profile] there-were-none.livejournal.com 2011-05-31 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[BIG SMILE right back up at her.]

Is Meiling looking for someone?

[identity profile] there-were-none.livejournal.com 2011-05-31 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
[The smile fades a tiny bit, and Flandre tilts her head slightly. Something seemed...marginally wrong here.

But what was it? Meiling said not to worry about it, but....she couldn't help it.
]