[Nobody can blame Misa for thinking the emerging figure is some kind of monster; the limb that punches through from within the crystalline prison is buff, the skin is bright red and it's a clawed hand at the very end that grips the remains of the chrysalis from within and begins tearing it apart piece by piece. Even as the figure begins to emerge (her head is killing her and she's disoriented, Misa yelling barely registers honestly) her wild mane of black hair falls over head, hiding her face, and all Misa gets to see is a very muscular, stark naked woman who must be at least eight feet tall, half hunched and holding her head with one hand, letting out a loud, audible groan-
...shortly before she's struck by a rock.]
...ow.
[She reaches up to flip her hair back, revealing a mostly human face. Mostly. If it weren't for the horns, the pointed ears, the sharp teeth...yeah. Mostly human. Ish.
She gives Misa a look somewhere between sad and confused.]
Please do not do that again. I have a headache.
[She's got a very soft, gentle voice at least. She doesn't sound too threatening, despite appearances...]
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...shortly before she's struck by a rock.]
...ow.
[She reaches up to flip her hair back, revealing a mostly human face. Mostly. If it weren't for the horns, the pointed ears, the sharp teeth...yeah. Mostly human. Ish.
She gives Misa a look somewhere between sad and confused.]
Please do not do that again. I have a headache.
[She's got a very soft, gentle voice at least. She doesn't sound too threatening, despite appearances...]