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Tatsumi and Medusa
Feb. 1st, 2014 12:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vectorsnake[Boredom's a bitch.]
[If it's anything Medusa hates, it's being bored. She tries to busy herself with her experiments, with her notes and changes in the Black Blood. But nothing holds her interest. Tossing her notes aside, she then seats herself on her couch and starts to read a book.]
[No luck there either.]
[Snarling to herself, Medusa tosses the book to the coffee table before her. One hand pushes through her blonde hair as she leans back against the couch. She decides it would probably be a good idea to practice her more minor spells.]
[She focuses her energy, and soon her blonde hair turns black, and her bodysuit turns into a white, silk gown. Medusa keeps this form for all of a minute, then goes back to her blonde but finds amusement in turning her white gown into a gown of red lace.]
[This is what boredom does to a Witch with no one to bother.]
[With a small wave of her hand a bottle of white wine appears on the table before her, a glass in her hand, half-filled with the wine, which she then begins to sip.]
[If it's anything Medusa hates, it's being bored. She tries to busy herself with her experiments, with her notes and changes in the Black Blood. But nothing holds her interest. Tossing her notes aside, she then seats herself on her couch and starts to read a book.]
[No luck there either.]
[Snarling to herself, Medusa tosses the book to the coffee table before her. One hand pushes through her blonde hair as she leans back against the couch. She decides it would probably be a good idea to practice her more minor spells.]
[She focuses her energy, and soon her blonde hair turns black, and her bodysuit turns into a white, silk gown. Medusa keeps this form for all of a minute, then goes back to her blonde but finds amusement in turning her white gown into a gown of red lace.]
[This is what boredom does to a Witch with no one to bother.]
[With a small wave of her hand a bottle of white wine appears on the table before her, a glass in her hand, half-filled with the wine, which she then begins to sip.]
