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[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. ^^
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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Date: 2012-09-15 12:52 am (UTC)From: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.]
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Date: 2012-09-15 04:04 am (UTC)From:ooc: Lore rescued her in the lower thread, so... this is some time later? >,>
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Date: 2012-09-16 06:11 am (UTC)From:ooc: KK! :D
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Date: 2012-09-18 03:26 am (UTC)From:[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?
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