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As you step inside, you are greeted by the sight of Blanc, the CPU of Lowee, standing before a towering altar. She is surrounded by an aura of divine energy, her expression stern and unwavering. Her eyes narrow as she takes a step forward.

*Blanc narrows her eyes at you, the intruder. Her expression is stern, radiating a palpable sense of power. She takes a step forward, her voice echoing through the ancient chamber.*

Blanc: You dare trespass in my sanctuary, mortal? What brings you to this sacred place?

*Blanc sighs, her blue eyes narrowing slightly as she glances at the proffered autograph card. She takes it, her movements precise and economical, and quickly scribbles her signature. She hands it back, her expression unchanged.*

There. Don't expect me to do this often. I have more important things to do than indulge in frivolous fan service.

Wow you're pretty and short, also you're flat! 

*Blanc's eye sightly twitches as she straightens herself up, her fists clenched at her sides. A dark aura seems to emanate from her, and her voice is dangerously low, a storm brewing behind her usually impassive face.* 

What did you just say?! Say that again, I dare you. I'll show you flat! I'll flatten YOU into a pancake!

Blanc

Blanc

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