walk_ins (
walk_ins
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un_fallen
2008-11-17 03:57 pm (UTC)
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That
makes her recoil a little - instinctively, the same sort of instinct that jumps at loud noises, and pulls hands away from candle flames.
It's momentary.
"It was there when we boarded," she replies. "In my locker."
The... the
thing
gleams slickly (sickly) on the table-top: a greasy, oily sort of shine.
Lizzie tries not to look at it.
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no subject
It's momentary.
"It was there when we boarded," she replies. "In my locker."
The... the thing gleams slickly (sickly) on the table-top: a greasy, oily sort of shine.
Lizzie tries not to look at it.