[ That sob was like a shot right through her heart. Meiling murmured to herself as she backed away from the bed, slowly, not even noticing when she knocked over the lamp off the nightstand, or the clock, or tipped over a chair.
Steadily, her voice grew louder and more desperate as she shook her head. ] No. This... this is all wrong...
This is all wrong all wrong all wrong
MISS PATCHOULI! [ It's like she was calling out for help upon seeing something terrible and tragic; which was right. This was tragic! Something was affecting Flandre and it wasn't just a droning or something that simple. It wasn't anything like that at all.
She scrambles, then, across the cold room to throw open the door, to run into the hall, to pound on the wizard's door. ] Patchouli, I need help!
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Date: 2011-12-20 04:22 am (UTC)Steadily, her voice grew louder and more desperate as she shook her head. ] No. This... this is all wrong...
This is all wrong all wrong all wrong
MISS PATCHOULI! [ It's like she was calling out for help upon seeing something terrible and tragic; which was right. This was tragic! Something was affecting Flandre and it wasn't just a droning or something that simple. It wasn't anything like that at all.
She scrambles, then, across the cold room to throw open the door, to run into the hall, to pound on the wizard's door. ] Patchouli, I need help!
[ Forget waiting on permission to enter, she busts right in, and... ]