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

[private]

[nolongerhollow]

I'm not surprised.

This is the same woman who tried to talk me into killing humans for her entertainment. She's quite insane, but that doesn't mean she's not skilled.

Re: [private]

[unweeping_willow]

Got my leg all hurt [There was a light pout on her face as she looked back - she didn't entirely seem to realize she was falling into her vampire self's speech patterns; but she had been embracing her more demonic half today.]

[private]

[nolongerhollow]

Uhoh. I shall try and get someone to let you in so I can help you back.

[private]

[unweeping_willow]

Let me in?

[private]

[nolongerhollow]

Ehm--let me in. [He got so worried he's flustered. Then the three kittens who haven't found homes yet cram into the picture. Hey Smudge, did you kill her? You gonna eat her? Save some for us! *mew*]

[private]

[unweeping_willow]

In where? [The infirmary?

Hi kitties; her vampire beat her; she's a spoil now.]