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[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.
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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Date: 2012-07-09 01:04 am (UTC)From: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.
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Date: 2012-07-10 12:00 am (UTC)From:Hi kitties; her vampire beat her; she's a spoil now.]