queenofheartsrp | sixth bullet

[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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[she feels much more secure with the ribbons, but it occurs to her that tightening them up a little more might be of some added help....just in case.

sorry for any squeezing sensations, alice]

[It's not a physical sensation, but like a ping in her mind. She can't tell exactly what's going on, but she'll find out as the doll speeds up to where Alice is.]

[lol hi what up]

Ah, Margatroid-san!

... I don't remember a ribbon being attached to my doll.

[She slips off the doll to the ground, sliding off a dangling ribbon. Once she hits the ground, Mami gives the bit of ribbon a gentle tug and the mess of ribbons falls off the doll and shrinks to nothing. She dips into a polite curtsy.]

My apologies, I only intended to make the journey a little safer.

[Somehow, this has not been the weirdest thing she has ever seen.]

An odd power to have, is it not?

It's proven useful on a number of occasions, like now. ....thank you for sending your doll.

Don't mention it.

What are you going to do now? I can't see you having many options when you're that size.

I figured that there was little else to do but wait for this to wear off, and to keep out of troublesome situations in the meantime.

... Do you want me to scratch your ears?

[uh]

That won't be necessary.

[it's perfectly normal dammit

also stop being homura]

Oh? And why not?

[no you get out]

I'm not a pet, Margatroid-san, regardless of how I happen to look for the next couple of hours or so.

[do it anyway]

[yeah yeah

scritch scratch]

[She starts to move away, but is hit hard by how good that feels; the sensation swallows her brain, snuffs out any rational thought. Her eyes flutter closed and Mami leans into Alice's fingers, beginning to helplessly purr.]