Adventurer of Vana'Diel

[She sounds a little hesitant at first, processing if she should talk about the sudden invasion of talking shadows or the fact, that Cyrus was now gone.]

I'm not sure, but I think I can try and silence whatever these creatures who are blurting out information.

...Castiel, once this madness is over with, I'd like to see you.

Oh, look at you, the mage with multiple spells~ You haven't been very successful with casting them lately, have you? Of course not. Do you think a Silence spell is going to work on me? I'm you, your shadow; I know everything you do.

[There's a gasp from the Mithra followed by the chime of magic, Cat is trying to use the spell but like the shadow said, it fails.]

See? Now you just wasted some of it. Oh wait, you can use Refresh and everything will be alright! You won't have use Convert again and pass out in the arms of someone else. You were lucky you weren't taken advantage when you did that.

They wouldn't do anything like that!

You never know. Besides, do you think anyone believed you with that kitchen story? You say that Cyrus healed you but really it was your curiosity that provoked him in to using that painful spell, regardless you won't forget about him now.

Shut up!

No, no. We need to have this talk since I think it would be for the best for everyone to know all the pain you keep locked up inside and what you're really hiding in that body. You didn't let your envy get the best of you and transform you, but there's that other thing...

[Cat quickly moves to her communicator to cut the feed.]

...and that clock is running out before you ca--...

[The recording starts off instead of the usual appearance of a Mithra, a human is seen. There's a small smile and a wave to the camera, she appears to be laying down on her bed.]

Ah, does anyone know how long this transformation will be? I'd like to stop falling all over the place and not needing to cast Cure or Regen ever other minute.

[There's a pause, she's thinking for what else she needs to say. You can see she realizes that she almost forgot about the communicator.]

Oh! If anyone needs me, I'll just be in my room until this wears off.

My condolences for the party that headed inside the theater. I wish I was there to help.

Before someone makes another group to send inside, I would like to ask the people who went before to inform me of what happened. I may have an idea that might prevent more causalities.

[There's a small shriek as the communicator drops to the ground. The Mithra's voice is higher and lighter than what it used to be. When ever she says an r, it comes out as a purr.]

Wha...What happened to me?! I'm shorrrrt and... I haven't worrrrn these clothes in yearrrrs!

[She kneels down to pick the communicator up but a sudden buzz and static emits. It seems Enthunder is causing the effect.]

Oh --! ---- won--rrrf-l! My mag-- is -u- of c--t-rrol; I n--d a Si-enc- sp-ll!

[There's a small groan, as if someone was just waking up as she grabs for her device and turns it on.]

...Hn? Why is there a weird smell...?

[There's a small yawn and stretch, her hand hitting a hilt of a sword before a groaning noise is heard in the background.]

What's this? ...Joyeuse? I got my Joyeuse back and my shield too!

[There's a small noise of her getting up and exiting her room.]

Where is -- Undead!? These don't look like Skeletons, Formors, Corses or Ghosts... They do look similiar to Qutrub in Aht Urghan.

[Uh oh! She caught their attention!]

...I guess running is out of the question. Heh~ Feel the burn of my forged blade! Enfire!

[Several other magic spells could be heard. Stoneskin taking its place, followed by Protect and Shell IV, Haste, Refresh and Shock Spikes.]

C'mon! I've been waiting for this!

Happy Valentione's Day!

[She steps outside, preparing to head out and give out gifts before spotting a heart. You can practually hear her embarassment with a shriek.]

AH! What?! How does--?!

[She starts casting various black magic spells on it, with the odd Refresh and even tries a few En-spells on her fists. Which causes her to groan a lil in pain before following up with a Cure spell. Then she notices the small mound of gifts and kneels down.]

Oh, wow~ I wasn't expecting so many! Thank you all for the kind gifts!

...Ah... Uh oh...

[She pats around her armor before falling to the floor. Semi-muffled by the floor.]

I don't have anything to give back!

[She lifts her head up and paws for her device.]

....Uh hey, hey... Is there some sort wind or air based monster on board? If they're not too strong, I can go and farm myself some wind crystals and make gifts back! My craft is most strong in cloth, followed by fishing. But I doubt anyone wants fish as a Valentione present...

((ooc: Cat's heart on her door says "Has an obbession with Elvaans / Elves because of their tight butts."))