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 Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 1:12 pm
[ That really sucks, Jack. sad
Happy Valentine's Day to you, too biggrin And to everyone else, I never said it! ]
Erin watched Michiyo and could see how nervous she was. She didn't remember her being that on edge the other night, and wondered why that was. She really hoped that she wouldn't be so nervous when she wanted to take her own turn. What if she changed her mind about it? And what would happen if she ended up kissing Soma first? Worst of all, what if he ended up being some handsome, amazing guy... Erin tried to tell herself that it didn't matter, but she knew that it did. She knew she had feelings for Michiyo and that there was no changing it. She kicked herself on the inside and kept watching.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 1:17 pm
Finally back to her normal self, Addie appeared once again as herself this time, taking a look around to see who was there, and who wasn't. "H...Hello there everyone..." She stepped inside and went to go grab some chocolate.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 1:22 pm
((Thanks, York. I'll try to make the best out of my current situation.))
Franzie walked into the ballroom, still in his male body. He could no longer handle being in this body for so long and decided today was the day he would return to his normal self. He smiled and waved at the people already in the room.
"Hello. How are you all today?" He looked nervously at the booth. "So...who's attending the booth today?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 1:25 pm
((Hi guys! Story post to make up for my absence xD that and I was amused by it. Skip to the last two paragraphs if you don't care c: happy valentines day everyone!))
Sil had felt the smallest twinge of guilt when she hadn't had say time to socialize with the Exorcists at home lately, but the guilt quickly disappeared when she caught the whispered wind of the event Word had gotten to her just in time, too. Ballantine had been trying to convince her that she needed to stop by the Ballroom to "see the decorations" when Reever had walked in sporting a brand new set of perky breasts and a flowing river of corn stock blonde hair. Komui was smart enough to barricade his office door before the newest addition to team double X chromosome could get her fists of fury and newly acquired long nails near his face. After that it had become sport for the entire Science Division to try and throw each other into the Ballroom, thus Sil had been avoiding the location like a fresh bout of the bubonic plague had broken out. She was already one of the guys, she didn't need to -be- a guy on top of it.
However, that side of the castle really couldn't be avoided. She was starving and the kitchen was so close to the Ballroom that it was a huge calculated risk to cross near it. As one of the few who had escaped with her original gender intact and lips unassaulted, she had to avoid food which was no easy task with ravenous parasitic innocence, and even though it might have seemed paranoid she had the distinct feeling the others were out to get her. At some point the hunger had become far too much and she knew that the journey to Jerry must be had before she keeled over and they could just throw her unconscious body in the room.
With quiet steps, as if a single noise might alert a pride of lions to her presence, Sil cautiously approached the hallway that held the door to the Ballroom that she hadto cross to enter the cafeteria from the direction of her room. The hallway was quiet and empty; the blind date event for the day seeming to have cleared out most of the Order members for at least the afternoon. It seemed like perfect timing to try her daring attempt at getting nourishment, and as she paused and stared warily at the door opening her stomach growled loudly.
Walk, just get it over with, her stomach said, and now that her hunger had gotten a voice she realized it was definitely time for food. As her footfalls led her near to the door, a realization dawned on her like it hit the birds before the hurricane touched down. It was too quiet. Just as her dulled senses told her this fact, the wall right across from the Ballroom wall fell down; a well painted piece of plywood painted as a faux wall concealing her attackers. Ballentine, Elias and Daniel (one of the younger additions whom she had actually thrown into the Ballroom the day before and was still stuck as a female) rushed her and grabbed her by the limbs.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" She shrieked, flailing her limbs, but even as an Exorcist three against one was unfair. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt any of them on accident, but that didn't stop her from threatening. "I will kill you all if you do this! I swear on the grave of my femininity!"
There was masculine... And feminine cackling. "My manhood will be avenged, Silvia Mirabelli!"
She dug her heels hard into the floor, stopping their progress with her extra strength, but with a guy the size of Ballentine, who was easily a lumberjack of a man, it was no mean feat. Of course as science dictates, when one exerts force on an object then... She let them put as much strength as possible against her, then went completely limp like a rag doll, and all three men stumbled forward as the force of their movement met no more resistance. As their grips slackened she ducked, then placed a firm booted kick to Ballentine's backside and used the mans momentum against him. He fell into the room and a dart struck him in the neck, and Sil was horrified to discover that his sisters must have also been lumberjacks in another life.
"Enjoy your breasts!" She cried as Ballentine (Edwina?) struggled to get up, darting off for the cafeteria like a jack rabbit across a fire pit grinning at her success. She was going to have to handcuff herself to a table to avoid retaliation, but at least she would have one hand to wield a fork with.
"Oh no you don't!" Daniel (Daniella?) screamed. "My girlfriend is so pissed about this!"
Suddenly, pulled by the third and quietest of her captors, a net camouflaged across the floor scooped her up, bouncing her a little in the air. She wanted to scream that her boyfriend wouldn't appreciate her being a man either, but she knew that she couldn't. "Goddamn you guys! Come ooooon!"
"Karma! You get what you give!" An outraged Daniel cried, and even though he was now a woman Ballentine seemed focused on the task. Dragging the poor Exorcist across the floor with her nails scraping along the stone, they tossed the netted girl into the room as she screamed her protest. Of course once the dart hit her, the scream turned into a yell and she proceeded to sprout up a good 6 inches, and gain 80 pounds of Italian muscle mass. Apparently all that working out did do some good... as a guy. Her T-shirt ripped at the seams as it strained around her newly formed muscles and her assaulters attempted to run away while doubling over in laughter, leaving 'him' netted on the ballroom floor.
"Bastards!" He yelled after them, finding that the clothes that fit his usually petite female frame were quite painful against his current less-than-petite form. He pulled the ripped shirt off to breathe better and struggled out from under the net, looking down at his well formed chest with awe. "Holy s**t. I'm built!" He flexed and wiggled his pictorial muscles-- well that was something new.
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Ghost-it Notes Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 1:28 pm
"Just checking," he retorted. "I hope all those times I skipped the carnival doesn't hurt my chances." He hoped his banter would make light of the situation. He grabbed one of the balls and made ready to throw it. Soma pulled back his arm when he heard someone greet them. He turned with his arm still raised, intentionally dragging things out. His arm fell down, still clutching the ball. Soma waved to the newcomer and motioned for her to join them.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 1:28 pm
Erin looked away from the booth for a moment, hearing the familiar, timid voice. She recognized the girl who had been drunk the other night, and who had played at the booth while she was on duty. She smiled slightly at her and gave a little wave.
"Hi," she greeted her but turned her attention to the second person walking in.
"Yo," she nodded at the young man she didn't know.
When he asked who was attending the booth she groaned on the inside. Not another one! But that meant at least this person was actually a girl. Erin sighed and tilted her head in the direction of Michiyo.
"I'm in line next, so yeah," she said a little harshly and somewhat defensively as she turned to watch again.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 1:41 pm
[[ Lol, Sil <3 It's good Lavi ain't around to get mentally scarred by Man!Sil XD ]]
Michiyo managed to get out a mirthless chuckle at Soma's quip, wishing he would just throw to get it over with. When Franzie walked up to the booth, she had to resist the urge to groan out loud. She wanted to help the girl, but by now it felt like she was doing overtime while most of the others on duty had had it easy. "Yep," she answered Franzie feebly, "That's me."
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 1:51 pm
Franzie was rather taken aback by Erin's hostile tone of voice, but quickly shook it off. Obviously everyone was a little stressed out by this whole gender mess and he couldn't blame them. He looked over at Michiyo and saw that she looked a little irritated. Again, he didn't blame anyone. He was also annoyed by everything that had been going on around him.
"I'm sorry," he said as he made an apologetic bow to Michiyo. "I know this is awkward - and I notice there's apparently a line for you - but I simply can't stay like this any longer. Please try to understand..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 1:59 pm
Soma regained his focus. "My apologies." He raised his arm and took aim. Before hurling the ball, he took one last look at Erin. His gaze lingered for a moment. His eyes then fell on Michiyo. People need to get their act together. he mused to himself. With all the might he could muster, he launched the ball at his target. The bottles came crashing to the ground. Soma's comment about the carnivals was a modest one.
"First try." he said coolly. "Good thing. I don't think I could throw like that again."
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 2:09 pm
Michiyo let out a sigh, giving Franzie a small smile, "Of course I understand," she said, "I'm just... " Unable to come up with the proper words to voice out her feelings on the subject, she gave a sort of non-commital shrug. She was startled by the sound of crashing milk bottles. Breathing deeply for a moment, she stepped up to the counter. Seeing the line form, despite the nerves still tangled in her stomach, she really just wanted to get it over with.
"Congratulations," she said, before leaning in and giving Soma a quick peck on the lips, hoping that was enough.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 2:14 pm
Erin watched in silent horror as Soma hit her target on the first try. Her throat closed up at the sight of Soma and Michiyo kissing, but at least it had been a peck. She felt slightly better about that, but looked away from the pair, her eyes downcast.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 2:15 pm
((Annnd afk srsbsns. :c ))
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Ghost-it Notes Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 2:20 pm
Franzie nodded at Michiyo, showing that he understood fully what she was trying to say. He watched silently as Soma knocked the bottles down and get her kiss. Now it appeared to be Erin's turn, then it will be Franzie's. He gulped at the thought of his lips touching Michiyo's, but there was nothing he could do about it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 2:22 pm
Soma wasn't one to half-arse anything, but he had meddled enough. He let the peck slide, not pushing for anything more. He felt a shiver run the course of his body. Followed by what could only be described as being deflated. Once again, he was back to regulation size and stature. The vacation was fun but it was nice to be back. He buttoned his shirt and vest, deciding to let his tie remain at that length.
"Thanks," he said sincerely. Soma grabbed one of the leftover balls and walked it to Erin, placing it in the currently female's hand. "Batter up." he said with a smile. He placed a hand on Erin's shoulder and whispered to him, "show her how it's done." He hoped the hopefully soon-to-be boy would be inspired.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 2:32 pm
Michiyo was hardly aware of the girl in front of her changing back into male, or his thanks. She was staring at the counter, eyes wide, unmoving. When she had given Soma the cure, she had done it without thinking, resolutely and fast to get it over with, but after her lips had left his it had hit her like a brick - she had felt nothing. No rush, no warm glow leaving tingling all over, no loss of coherent thought. Nothing. Nothing compared to the multitude of feelings last night, when...
Her head shot up, straight at Erin who had now taken up position in front of the stack of bottles - which had somehow reassembled itself - ball already in hand. Her mind scrambled for an answer that made sense to her, and it quickly presented itself - it was still the transformation! If that was the case, after all, it was obvious she wouldn't feel anything now.
Still, there was the matter of curing Erin, which was doing nothing for her nerves. She gave him what she hoped was an encouraging nod, hindered more than slightly by the uneasiness she was attempting to keep off her face.
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