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Date: 2016-03-27 05:07 pm (UTC)
bleakdrake: (a pile of sad things)
From: [personal profile] bleakdrake
A few more spinning blades appear as they sink down to look at him better, flying off into the sky. Seems it doesn't notice.

She doesn't recognize him, though words are filtering in better, even some with their meanings.

"No...humming?"

No, they aren't where they were. She can't hear the other refrigerators running. They're only now noticing that things are even more different than before.

"Where...?" Leaves or feathers (or both or neither) rustle in confusion.
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