[Flandre, on the other hand, had no such qualms. And she was pretty tired.
The vampire yawns, fluffs her own wings up into a kind of nest, and closes her eyes to just drift. She was at least still aware enough that she didn't want to dislodge Meiling's hand from stroking her hair. That was very nice, and one of the last things she really thought about coherently for awhile.]
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Meiling is clearly a sea otter
Date: 2011-11-13 06:49 am (UTC)The vampire yawns, fluffs her own wings up into a kind of nest, and closes her eyes to just drift. She was at least still aware enough that she didn't want to dislodge Meiling's hand from stroking her hair. That was very nice, and one of the last things she really thought about coherently for awhile.]