♕ third sight. ( video.)
[Galatea appears to be embroiled in a fight with a...massive pink rose. The thing is vicious, shrieking and swinging wildly at her with its vines, but Galatea is exceptionally fast. Inhumanely so.
Her Claymore whistles through the air, and in several swings, she's hacked the thing to pieces. She turns slightly to face the mirror, and her eyes are strange. The pupils are slitted, like a cat's, and bright, glowing gold.
She blinks, and they're back to silver again.] I assumed it had a catch. [She isn't even out of breath.] Good. This is ludicrous, but I was beginning to get bored.
[There's a rustle near her, and her eyes widen a fraction.] Your singing plants appear to be hostile. I suggest anyone without the capability to defend themselves find somewhere safe. Those of you that can, a word of warning--they appear to respawn.
[There's another shriek, and the video cuts.]
[ooc: Galatea will be responding sporadically, and the video and voice will cut in and out. She's working, ohoho.]
Her Claymore whistles through the air, and in several swings, she's hacked the thing to pieces. She turns slightly to face the mirror, and her eyes are strange. The pupils are slitted, like a cat's, and bright, glowing gold.
She blinks, and they're back to silver again.] I assumed it had a catch. [She isn't even out of breath.] Good. This is ludicrous, but I was beginning to get bored.
[There's a rustle near her, and her eyes widen a fraction.] Your singing plants appear to be hostile. I suggest anyone without the capability to defend themselves find somewhere safe. Those of you that can, a word of warning--they appear to respawn.
[There's another shriek, and the video cuts.]
[ooc: Galatea will be responding sporadically, and the video and voice will cut in and out. She's working, ohoho.]