Tigers love pepper, they hate cinnamon. 04 || One more accidental video/Action || OTA

Nov 27, 2011 21:29

[Jasmine's communicator had slipped off a pile of scrolls, the machine hitting the ground and spurring to life. A clear picture a dorm room was shown, unmistakably Arabian, with its many ornate and exotic furniture pieces and various forms of Agrabian treasure showcased about. It wouldn't take a genius to figure out that the space was Jasmine's, the only student in attendance from anywhere near the Arabian deserts. Not to mention her usual tiara was resting on top of the ottoman, in clear view as if to dispel any doubt. Seemed like Princess finally returned from Agrabah.

...Though, perhaps not in one piece...

A large muscular tiger, of all things, wandered on-screen, a sheer scarf in its mouth; one which Jasmine, for over a month or so, had taken to wearing around her shoulders on the cooler Academy days. The beast quickly took notice of the device and it's light and began to zero in on it, a low territorial growl emitting from the fierce, clenched jowls. Dropping the scarf, it stalked towards the machine, eventually lowering itself; its eyes dilate, its ears rest against its head, claws flex, and a heart-stopping sneer of predatory disdain helps to bare the numerous teeth.

It lunged suddenly and swiftly, "attacking" the communicator with a graceful deadliness. Only a split second of blurred surroundings -and the sharp "fangs"- could be shown on screen before the image turned black and silent.]

p: jasmine, r: jane calvin

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