006; don't mess with the kitty - [public video]

[unweeping_willow]

[Willow's lips pull back into a vampiric snarl, face momentarily filling the screen before she pulls the camera back, and reveals her position - straddling Medusa, following their fight. For those who can tell such things, Medusa's shoulders are dislocated - her legs possibly damaged as well; and most importantly of all, unconscious, not dead.

She barely seems to notice Madame Smudge, now sniffing at Medusa's head; though she's uncertain how the kitten had escaped her room. She's more fixated on keeping on the snarl, glaring into the camera.]

Nobody threatens my cat.

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Spamm - if you had other plans let me know!

[takeyouapart]

[He doesn't even bother with his journal before heading to Willow's location, the hallway easy enough to recognise from what little of it was visible behind the tableau she'd presented. With luck she'll have made her point and he can extract Medusa from the situation without too much trouble.]

Willow...

Spam - Not particularly. She just wants the Barge to know.

[unweeping_willow]

[Her face reverts back to normal; and she meets Merlin's eyes, refusing to back down. ...He might notice, though, that - for all the damage on Medusa - there's not a single bite mark.]

Spam

[takeyouapart]

[He's certainly aware of a lack of swiftly pooling blood that would suggest any...punctures. But there's the possibility of concussion, internal bleeding, and he can't afford to take long over this.]

You've made your point. Let me take her to the Infirmary.

[private]

[nolongerhollow]

She did what? [Grrrr!]

[Okay. Calm down, Uncle Drac. He takes a deep and needless breath and considers the situation.]

Seems she got what she deserved. A clear victory, no death, no needless blood. Well done. Are you all right?

[private]

[unweeping_willow]

[She nods, any chance of shame fading into... almost pride. She almost starts to get up... and pauses; her leg's a little hurt.]

[private]

[nolongerhollow]

Do you need help getting out of there?

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[ladyofgotham]

[Her immediate reaction to that face is a snarl of her own, muscles tensing as she prepares to leap into action - but then she sees the kitten, and hears the exclamation.]

...Really.

[She's had to learn, over the years, that not all is what it appears to be, but this...well. She'll reserve judgement. Learn more.

She relaxes, settling back down in her chair. When she speaks again, her voice is bone dry.]

You might want to keep it from nipping at your conquest.

[private]

[unweeping_willow]

...Was supposed to be in my room. [She's staring at you, Madame Smudge; who looks... unconcerned. Supremely so.]

[private]

[ladyofgotham]

In my experience, cats aren't very good at following the rules. [Her lips quirk, just slightly.]

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[mattersverymuch]

[ Completely unmoved, as if discussing the weather. ]

Obviously not.

[ voice *headdesk 'cause I reposted as a comment instead of a reply*]

[unweeping_willow]

Or my friends. [She doesn't want to hear of any of her friends getting kidnapped like Wanda apparently once was.]

[sharpememory]

What the fuck. Overreaction, much?

[unweeping_willow]

Tell that to her. [She hadn't been the one going for lethal damage out there.]

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[childhood_surgery]

How predictably primitive...

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[unweeping_willow]

[Have a vampiric smile, Xen; this one's for you too.]

[scentbombed]

Oh, dear. Is anyone there with you?

[Private - because she doesn't want to share more than she has to with the barge.]

[unweeping_willow]

Nope. [Merlin's coming, but she doesn't know that yet.]

[video]

[demigoddess]

Are you sure she was threatened? [ It seems like a stupid question, but.... ]

[video]

[unweeping_willow]

She wanted to feed the kittens to each other. [And it was easy enough in worry to miss the fact that she'd never actually threatened to do it herself; besides, the woman had seemed eager enough to attack... Lethally, judging from her moves.]

[paradoxlol]

[Well, that's... interesting.] Is someone coming to get you two to the infirmary?

[Private]

[unweeping_willow]

Think so.

[reactivates]

[The Farnsworth (her item) had gone off, and she hadn't been sure why since it hadn't done it before. But now? Now she knows why.]

You-- She--... Holy whiskers on kittens, Willow, what the HELLhappened? [Pause.] She... she's not dead... Is she?

[private]

[unweeping_willow]

No! [She wouldn't kill her. And gahk, switching to private. But look, no bite marks!]

[darknessb4me]

You've had that cat for two days.

[unweeping_willow]

Not my fault everyone keeps threatening it. [First Xen, then Medusa; stop trying to kill her cat!]