[Flandre paused when she heard Meiling cry out--then froze up, even though her instinct was to hang on when the gatekeeper tried to pull away. The magic startled her, though--and she dropped Meiling's arm as if it burned.
Then she backed away, hands folded awkwardly behind her (there was still a backpack in the way). She had messed up again.
The vampire made a whining, keening noise; partly apologetic, mostly worried.]
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Date: 2011-06-03 08:16 pm (UTC)Then she backed away, hands folded awkwardly behind her (there was still a backpack in the way). She had messed up again.
The vampire made a whining, keening noise; partly apologetic, mostly worried.]