sixth bullet :: video/action
[The feed turns on to reveal a large, sunlit meadow that clearly showcases the work of someone who has been working with the magic dirt; a gazebo stands in the center of the clearing, simple in design and yet possessing an old-fashioned sort of charm. The outline of the Monsigny apartment complex can be seen some distance away, a recognizable shape through the thin wall of trees. A pretty picture, to be certain, and yet one devoid of human life; there's no one in sight, much less the one responsible for the gazebo's creation.
Then there's a flurry of motion near the bottom of the mirror's peripheral vision and the feed pans down to show Mami, gesturing to get the Vine's attention. And yet the girl has quite clearly undergone some radical changes; there are cat ears rising out of her hair and a tail peeking out of her skirt to swish around her ankles, both feline appendages a soft golden color to match her curls. She's been severely reduced in size, not much bigger than a pinecone.
Mami looks ridiculous and yet doesn't seem to be bothered by it, given how she appears as unruffled as always. There's no panic, no outrage, just a faintly amused sort of surprise....on the surface, anyway.]
Ah, hello? Can anyone hear me? [the words come out in a squeaky whisper and she clears her throat, trying again in a louder voice.] I'm in something of a predicament, I'm afraid. In making use of the magic dirt, I somehow triggered one of those troublesome side effects; the result is hopefully obvious enough that I don't have to describe it. [A polite chuckle.]
In my current "state" [and here the ears lie flat against her skull for a moment, a clear display of the annoyance her calm smile is attempting to hide] walking back to more appropriate shelter has become a great deal more difficult. If it's not too much trouble, I would appreciate some assistance.
[ooc: Mami has been wildcarded! The area affected is only the gazebo itself, for a couple of hours; comments will be responded to by nekofinale for icon purposes.]
Then there's a flurry of motion near the bottom of the mirror's peripheral vision and the feed pans down to show Mami, gesturing to get the Vine's attention. And yet the girl has quite clearly undergone some radical changes; there are cat ears rising out of her hair and a tail peeking out of her skirt to swish around her ankles, both feline appendages a soft golden color to match her curls. She's been severely reduced in size, not much bigger than a pinecone.
Mami looks ridiculous and yet doesn't seem to be bothered by it, given how she appears as unruffled as always. There's no panic, no outrage, just a faintly amused sort of surprise....on the surface, anyway.]
Ah, hello? Can anyone hear me? [the words come out in a squeaky whisper and she clears her throat, trying again in a louder voice.] I'm in something of a predicament, I'm afraid. In making use of the magic dirt, I somehow triggered one of those troublesome side effects; the result is hopefully obvious enough that I don't have to describe it. [A polite chuckle.]
In my current "state" [and here the ears lie flat against her skull for a moment, a clear display of the annoyance her calm smile is attempting to hide] walking back to more appropriate shelter has become a great deal more difficult. If it's not too much trouble, I would appreciate some assistance.
[ooc: Mami has been wildcarded! The area affected is only the gazebo itself, for a couple of hours; comments will be responded to by nekofinale for icon purposes.]