[Normally Alan wouldn't have paid her much heed despite her odd attire-- he's starting to get used to the odd inhabitants of Luceti by now. But the fact that his skin crawls in an all-too-familiar way when he walks past her has his grip on that typewriter faltering as he whirls to face her, instinctively taking a step backwards.
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Date: 2010-12-15 05:33 pm (UTC)Not here too...!]