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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[ladyofgotham]

[Barbara's eyebrows arch, but her smile deepens slightly.] Hello there.

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[unweeping_willow]

She's named Madame Smudge. [Willow smiles; just a little.\

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[ladyofgotham]

It's a pleasure, Madame. [She might have a soft spot for tiny vulnerable animals, okay.] I'm Barbara.

[private - and DX]

[unweeping_willow]

Willow.

Is her... human's... name.

[private - i saw nothing]

[ladyofgotham]

[She arches an eyebrow at that, but only says] Pleasure to meet her, too.

[private - Hurrah for temporary blindness!]

[unweeping_willow]

...Vampire.

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[ladyofgotham]

...Vampire.

[She repeats it flatly, though not quite doubtfully.]

Well, not the strangest thing that's happened this week.

Do most vampires save kittens?

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[unweeping_willow]

On the barge. [Dracula saved them in the first place, or she wouldn't have this one.

...Back home they mostly just ate them, though.

...But Angel saved a puppy once!]

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[ladyofgotham]

So you're a reformed vampire.

[private]

[unweeping_willow]

...Sort of; there were... spells, and stuff.

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[ladyofgotham]

Ah.

I was never very fond of magic.

[...Doesn't mean she's not curious about it.] What did they do?

[private]

[unweeping_willow]

...They... [Well; she'll hear about it eventually.] Put my soul back.

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[ladyofgotham]

...Your soul.

[Now she does, indeed, sound sceptical. She can't help it; she's not precisely the spiritual sort.

Well, she could help it, if she really wanted, but she doesn't feel like it.]

I assume vampires don't usually have those, then.

[What does that even mean?]

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[unweeping_willow]

Not on my world.

...Draucula has on, though; I think.

[private]

[ladyofgotham]

Dracula.

[She's just. Going to pinch the bridge of her nose.]

Does he save kittens, too?

[private]

[unweeping_willow]

He's the one who rescued them. [It's true; and... from the small smile on her face, she might be enjoying the chance to mess with Barbara on it.]

[private]

[ladyofgotham]

[Her hand falls and she just stares.

Then she's shaking her head, muttering.]

Clearly, someone needs to have a sit down with Bram Stoker.

[private]

[unweeping_willow]

Think he's been here a while; made him different.

[private]

[ladyofgotham]

[Well. In grudging admittance...] That's one hell of a mark for this boat's record.

How long have you been here?

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[unweeping_willow]

Just a couple months.

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[ladyofgotham]

Is the soul a recent addition? [...That sounded so absurd.]

[private]

[unweeping_willow]

...Sort of; I hadn't had one in a while.

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[ladyofgotham]

How are you different?

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[unweeping_willow]

Would have killed her before.

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[ladyofgotham]

[Her eyes narrow at that, more thoughtful than anything.]

So would some humans. I'm pretty sure their souls are intact.