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.

Comments

Spam

[takeyouapart]

Whatever fight you had, it's over now.

[And if it breaks out again, it's not going to last.]

Spam

[scentbombed]

[Angua is instantly on her guard as Medusa wakes up, ready for action if need be... Even if she's not entirely sure which girl she would need to put down in the event of a fight. But luckily, Merlin has a handle on it -- she blinks, surprised, as the invisible hands lower the girl, a little distracted by the display of magic. It's only when Merlin speaks up again that she snaps to and nods.]

Right. Drop it. [She glances to both of them in turn.] No threats against small animals, please and thank you -- no concussing anyone, the same.

Spam

[unweeping_willow]

"Not hurting her," she whispered, sounding... heated; she wouldn't be ashamed. She'd done the right thing. She... she was sure of it.

Spam

[nakesnakecobracobra]

I'd like to go to the infirmary now, please. I feel... nauseous. [ She won't even grace Willow with a second glance, instead turning to give Merlin a pitiful look. Nausea is hard, man. ]

Re: Spam

[scentbombed]

Yes, and I would appreciate it if you would continue not to. Shall we? [Her voice isn't unkind, but it is brisk, professional; she nods to Merlin again and gently tugs Willow along, trying not to inhale too deeply. The vampire smell is starting to make her claws itch.]

Spam

[unweeping_willow]

[She walks; she doesn't need much pushing. She does hold her head high, though; scent be danged.]