[ Camilla startles as the bullet goes flying; her head has to snap upwards to follow its trajectory, surprised and a little impressed as it barrels straight up and collides with the bell. She'd expected— something, maybe for it to get partway there, but evidently the blonde is far stronger than she realised. (Stronger than most people with her build would be, too. Interesting.)
She redirects her attention, back to Saxsice's face, that pleased-with-herself expression. ]
Hm. Nope. Still human.
[ At least, she does look human. ]
Keep a watch out if you feel like snacking on flies, though. The attractions here are— strange.
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She redirects her attention, back to Saxsice's face, that pleased-with-herself expression. ]
Hm. Nope. Still human.
[ At least, she does look human. ]
Keep a watch out if you feel like snacking on flies, though. The attractions here are— strange.