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.

Re: Spam

[unweeping_willow]

[She hesitates, making sure her communicator isn't picking this up.] I can't move.


[Her leg took a nasty hit, and a rather hard jab to a pressure point; she doesn't think it'll support her weight if she tries to stand.]

Spam

[takeyouapart]

[He frowns faintly. If this is a ploy to get him close so she can attack him -- but he can defend himself. And if it's on the level, he'd rather help her so he can help Medusa than throw her off and turn it into a fight. He moves closer.]

You're hurt as well?

Re: Spam

[unweeping_willow]

Just the leg. [She bites her lip a little, not wanting to admit how close the battle had been.]

Spam

[takeyouapart]

[Merlin does some lip-biting of his own for a second, then comes up next to her.]

I'm not sure I should try healing you, but I need to move you. Can you lean on me?

Spam

[unweeping_willow]

[She nods, putting her weight on him; if she can get to her feet, she thinks she can shuffle her way to the infirmary - and it shouldn't take her long to heal.]

She threatened Madame Smudge.

[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.]

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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.]

[ voice ]

[mattersverymuch]

[ Completely unmoved, as if discussing the weather. ]

Obviously not.

[sharpememory]

What the fuck. Overreaction, much?

[unweeping_willow]

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

[sharpememory]

Talking big isn't the same as actually hurting your animal. And even if she did, that's no reason to do some shit like that.

[unweeping_willow]

Not the one who attacked first. [And she doesn't much care what he thinks right now.]

[sharpememory]

Whatever. I know that lady. She hasn't seemed violent to me before. Just someone with a lot of opinions. You're the one acting like a crazy person.

[private]

[nolongerhollow]

Do you need help getting out of there?

[unweeping_willow]

Aww; upset 'cause she hasn't tried to snap your neck? [And it's the return of the puppy dog pout, right before she snaps off transmission.

She'll worry about whether she did the right thing when she isn't on public video.]

[sharpememory]

[Barron: impotent sulky rage! But he disconnects as well.]

[unweeping_willow]

[Maybe they can sulk not-together some time. Right now she's too busy basking in Dracula's praise.]

[ 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.]

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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.]