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[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.]

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[Her tail begins to flick from side to side; annoyed, twitchy motions. There is nothing cute about this!!]

Mm? Not hardly, I'd think.

[Homura's eyes widen a little at the telltale movement and she lowers her head a little.]

...Sorry...

[The carefully calm expression on her face is broken up by a faint surprise, and Mami shakes her head.] Oh, it's nothing to apologize over. [....the ears droop slightly, as she feels a little ashamed despite herself.] I suppose I'm taking this too seriously.

[In response, Homura lifts her head just a bit.]

...I'm sure you'll be okay soon, Mami-san.

[But those ears...they look so soft and nice... It seems like it would be so nice to touch them...]

[She glances away, the tail settling down. A rare, soft note of what is almost vulnerability.]

That's what I'm hoping, Homura-san. I don't want to be like this any longer than I have to be. [her small shoulders give a shrug that nearly succeeds in seeming careless.] It's embarrassing.

[Homura contemplates this for a short moment.] ...Do you not like cats, Mami-san?

[A slow shake of the head.] No, I like them just fine; that's not the problem. It's more that I look silly and the entire experience is demeaning. Besides, I'm....rather defenseless now, you understand, alone in this state.

I...I don't think you look silly, Mami-san...

[But that last point, that is a more important one.]

I don't think any of the animals would attack you, but... Do you need help getting home? [Or somewhere at least... One cannot expect such a tiny thing to care for herself in a full-size apartment.]

[She raises one eyebrow, the meaning quite clear: are you kidding me?] I'm no bigger than a pinecone, Homura-san, and now I temporarily possess a feline ancestry. You can be honest about how idiotic I look - I'm well aware of it.

[A pause, and then a soft sigh as Mami forces herself to calm down; the fur on her tail and ears had begun to bristle, and she takes the former in hand to smooth it down. While it's good that she's trying to be a little more honest about her feelings, there was no reason to start getting snippy.]

....and yes, I'd appreciate help getting back to my apartment. I won't trouble you beyond that.

[Homura, having already made her view known, nonetheless restates it.] I really don't think you look idiotic...

But...I can come help you...is that your apartment building I see in the distance?

[Mami is quiet for a moment, not bothering to attempt a second rebuttal to the claim that she could look anything less than completely stupid.]

Yes, it is. I'm not far from it - there's a meadow nearby.

[Looking up in thought for a moment, Homura focuses her eyes on her tiny friend once again.]

Okay, I should be able to find it. Don't worry, Mami-san. I'll be there soon!

[A weak sort of smile.]

Mm, I'll right here.

[And the feed ends. Mami sighs, and settles in to wait.]

[The wait isn't long before the bespectacled girl shows up, searching around the Gazebo for the miniscule Mami. So far she hasn't spotted the cat girl yet, however.]

[that's possibly because a huge leaf has fallen on top of her and she's trying to wriggle out from under it.

follow the quiet squeaks of frustration?]

[It doesn't take too many squeaks for Homura to figure out something is going on, and she goes to investigate, temporarily setting her focus to the side.

Tracing the squeaks to their source, she crouches down to pick up the giant leaf, quickly discovering the pint-sized girl under it.] M-Mami-san?

[She rolls over into first a sitting-up position and then to her feet, making a show of smoothing down her clothes - a bid for time to compose herself before looking up into Homura's face.]

Ah....thank you for that, Homura-san.

[Her tone is carefully measured and polite, far too much so considering the situation to be natural.]

[Homura responds with a stare, her jaw slightly dropped at the sight of the tiny girl. It's even more intense in person.]

[The ears slowly flatten against her skull at the scrutiny. Her discomfort intensifies; she clears her throat.]

Mm, well....shall we go?

S-Sorry... [She gives a guilty look, looking away avoidantly, though steals glances at the tiny girl.]

But...now that I think about it, how should I carry you?

[Mami, in turn, does her best to ignore the covert looks.]

Just cup your hands and lower them to a place I can reach - that should suffice, I think.

[Homura looks over Mami for a moment before responding, lowering her left hand for the girl, palm up.] I think one hand should be okay...

Probably.

[Deciding not to dwell on her size beyond that, she begins her attempt to climb into Homura's hand with as much dignity as she can manage.

....It turns out to be not that much.]

[Once the tiny girl is on "board", Homura carefully lifts the hand up and gets back to her feet. Raising Mami up to face level, Homura can't help but smile.]

Don't worry, I'll keep you safe, Mami-san.

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