[Geared up for her daily flight around Camp, Alvis enters the hangar and heads towards he vanship. It's not until she actually passes the big hulking behemoth that is Claus and Lavie's aircraft that hes spotted. She jumps and squawks and trips over her own feet, whoops]
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...Something wrong?
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Clauuuuus! Jeez, where'd he wander of to? CLAUUUUUS! Wake uuuu-UAH!? [holy shit you're actually awake] There you are! I made . . .
[lowers the plate of two sandwiches, losing the smile] What's up?
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