Flandre's Chamber - Scarlet Devil Mansion
Patchouli hesitated when she saw Flandre's eyes staring out at her. She had seen a few horrors in her life, but seeing Flandre like this... No, it invoked more than just fear, it invoked sympathy. Mustering up what courage she had in her system, Patchouli cleared her throat and managed a small, nervous smile. She would rather be bedridden than admit that she was terrified to be standing here before a creature of such raw, undiluted power. Taking her own advice to heart, Patchouli pushed down her unease and looked at Flandre as if she really was the child who could use a story to brighten their day.
Perhaps that was akin to imagining the audience was in their underwear for performers and public speakers, she thought.
"Yes. A story, Flandre. I've brought a book for you to read on your own," Patchouli said as she held it up for the girl to see. "It's enchanted to speak and tell its stories, and it won't break as easily. I could also read to you, if you'd like."
Patchouli hesitated when she saw Flandre's eyes staring out at her. She had seen a few horrors in her life, but seeing Flandre like this... No, it invoked more than just fear, it invoked sympathy. Mustering up what courage she had in her system, Patchouli cleared her throat and managed a small, nervous smile. She would rather be bedridden than admit that she was terrified to be standing here before a creature of such raw, undiluted power. Taking her own advice to heart, Patchouli pushed down her unease and looked at Flandre as if she really was the child who could use a story to brighten their day.
Perhaps that was akin to imagining the audience was in their underwear for performers and public speakers, she thought.
"Yes. A story, Flandre. I've brought a book for you to read on your own," Patchouli said as she held it up for the girl to see. "It's enchanted to speak and tell its stories, and it won't break as easily. I could also read to you, if you'd like."
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