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"...oh, for fuck's sake."
Trudy is not speaking from the floor, but that's only because her reflexes were quick enough to grab the doorway. From five feet and four inches to somewhere closer around nine feet (but she's still short, as far as Avatars and Na'vi measure it), with a tail and a neural whip (hidden in her sudden long braid) and bones of a different density, and damn, damn, damn.
"Goddamn April Fools," Trudy snarls (and she has sharp teeth now, the snarl is impressive), and stomps her way over to the backdoor and outside.
At least she's wearing clothes. If the powers that be had shoved her into a loincloth and a necklace and nothing else? Oh, she'd be pissed.
So, one nine-foot-tall hybrid alien, out by the lake, with her ears back and tail swishing angrily.
She'll calm down in a moment or two.
Trudy is not speaking from the floor, but that's only because her reflexes were quick enough to grab the doorway. From five feet and four inches to somewhere closer around nine feet (but she's still short, as far as Avatars and Na'vi measure it), with a tail and a neural whip (hidden in her sudden long braid) and bones of a different density, and damn, damn, damn.
"Goddamn April Fools," Trudy snarls (and she has sharp teeth now, the snarl is impressive), and stomps her way over to the backdoor and outside.
At least she's wearing clothes. If the powers that be had shoved her into a loincloth and a necklace and nothing else? Oh, she'd be pissed.
So, one nine-foot-tall hybrid alien, out by the lake, with her ears back and tail swishing angrily.
She'll calm down in a moment or two.