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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 03:39 am (UTC)From:[Private - because she doesn't want to share more than she has to with the barge.]
Date: 2012-07-09 03:41 am (UTC)From:[Private]
Date: 2012-07-09 03:46 am (UTC)From:[Private]
Date: 2012-07-09 04:23 am (UTC)From:[Private]
Date: 2012-07-09 04:44 am (UTC)From:[Private]
Date: 2012-07-09 04:47 am (UTC)From:For not killing her.
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Date: 2012-07-09 04:48 am (UTC)From:That's true.
Good show.
Is he coming down there?
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Date: 2012-07-09 05:06 am (UTC)From:[Private]
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