unweeping_willow | [009 Video - Don't like this ]

[There's a deep growl emerging from Willow's throat; though she hasn't transformed. There's something huddled in her arms. The observant viewer might even notice that it's moving, a moment before the golden eyes appear. Though Madame Smudge is trying to look stoic, it's quite clear she does not approve of this situation. Looking close enough, they might even find two more pairs of eyes, their owners hidden in the crooks of willow's arms...

The wooden spikes shooting through the walls - missing by mere centimeters in some cases - doesn't seem to be amusing Willow either. If it doesn't dust her, it might just hit the kittens...

The picture shifts for a moment as Willow is forced to leap - a pit of spikes apparently beneath her; she almost misses the ledge... except for the serendipitous ledge, allowing her to catch a foothold.]

Don't like this flood.

ooc: since I'm not sure what's happening with vampires and daylight for this flood yet, you should probably assume that this is at night. ^^

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They are quite charming little creatures. They do get fleas, however.

By all means. I will meet you on Level 8 and lead you from there.

Know the way?

I even have goodies and supplies waiting. Doing all right so far?

[She nods.] Kitten's aren't very happy, though...

Edited 2012-09-02 00:11 (UTC)

I don't imagine they are enjoying this much at all, no. But my home has gifts and kitty food and yes, even a blood substitute that keeps at room temperature. Do you catch my scent? Do I need to move closer? [He hopes he's heading the right direction.]

Not yet... [But she'll catch up to him; after Lore, of course.]

All right. I'll move forward through a few more trap sites. *sproing* Oh dear, another boulder. [There's a blurry pause and then the sound of rock smashing.]

Dracula?

*cough* *cough* Ah, no problem, my head is far harder than some silly boulder.

Noticed that...

[He laughs--and then pauses, sniffing.] Wearing mostly leather today?

Only outfit I have.

...really?

Oh well, we must fix that immediately! Once you get here I shall order some catalogs from the Admiral for you to pick and choose from.

Yes, that's you. And the kittens! [He attacks the ceiling, pushing up one of the flagstones with all of his strength and popping his head through--perhaps ten feet away from her.]

[She gave him a faint smile.]

ooc: Lore rescued her in the lower thread, so... this is some time later? >,>

Come on, it's an easy walk from down here. Hand down the kittens and then I shall help you down. [He offers his hand.]

ooc: KK! :D

[She slips the kittens over, giving him her hand.]

[He gathers them into one arm and then helps her down with the other.]

There we are! Now hold the girls while I disable this spear trap.

[She nods, scooping one up.] Gonna be okay.

[He leads her back to his door, and then scowls, because that section of wall has turned into an apparently blank section covered in carvings.] Bloody secret door. [He starts poking and prodding at it, gets hit by poison darts a few times, and keeps right on going.]

[She watches him, biting her lip a little.] Is it...

It will be all right, I'm just not the best with fiddly things. [Finally there's a click and the wall rumbles open.] Here we go!

[He breezes in and goes straight to his closet, bringing out a Count von Count t-shirt big enough for her to sleep in.] Here's this...now let me order you up some catalogs. Bloodwine?

"You don't have too..." But there is something of want in her eyes.

"No, but I want to." He goes and pours out two stainless steel goblets of bloodwine after passing her the shirt, and then goes in the other room to order the catalogs. The kittens are tentatively exploring home to make sure no spears or rolling boulders are involved.

She watches them faintly, frowning; If any traps make an appearance, she wants to be ready. She doesn't want them getting hurt.

Edited 2012-09-20 08:17 (UTC)

Dracula comes back out with a faint sigh, with a great number of annoyed snakes hanging from his arms. "Excuse me." He opens up the door and tosses them out. Then he goes back into his bedroom and comes back with a stack of Gothic clothing catalogs.

"Here you are!"

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