seventeenth • action

[militia]

[ the residents of the 07-GHOST house may hear the sound of a voice coming from their currently mallynapped housemate's room. that voice is a little higher, and it seems to be complaining about where are my clothes, nothing fits!

the malnosso have always had a rather sick sense of humor. at least they had the decency to dump him - or, her - in her bedroom.

Later on in the day, Shuri Oak can be seen wandering through town to shop. ]

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[bamfing]

[... yeah, they never do, huh? He frowns.]

How is it different?

[abeautifuloak.livejournal.com]

... They're frightening.

[bamfing]

What makes them frightening?

[abeautifuloak.livejournal.com]

I don't want to talk about things like that!

[bamfing]

[It's probably for the best. He has a feeling he doesn't like where this is going.]

... fine. I can help you get this stuff home.

[abeautifuloak.livejournal.com]

[ MOOD SHIFT. IN THREE. TWO. ONE. ]

Yes, yes! You can teleport it back!

[bamfing]

[Not for him.]

Do you have everything yet?

[abeautifuloak.livejournal.com]

[ be it the crazy or the glee of shopping, the previous conversation seems to be completely forgotten... but she stops and grabs a pair of shoes from the rack. ]

Yes~!

My HTML farked up the previous one

[bamfing]

[He takes her bags and lifts them, then a glance to her.]

Okay, ready? Just grab on... but not the tail!

[Nobody grabs the tail.]

[abeautifuloak.livejournal.com]

[ and she bounces back over, sparkling! ]

Okay! [ and.. ewww he really is fuzzy. but she slides her arm around his. ]

[bamfing]

[Just a moment later, they'll both vanish... and reappear, now in front of her house, all the stuff included.]

There, home at last.

[abeautifuloak.livejournal.com]

Thank you! [ SO MUCH SPARKLING. ]

[bamfing]

[Yes, that is a lot of sparkling. He frowns a bit.]

No problem... I'll see you later, Shuri.

[abeautifuloak.livejournal.com]

See you, Kurt.

[ well. you get a kiss on the cheek. and then she's gathering up her bags and getting ready to pack them away. ]

[bamfing]

[... what, a kiss. If he could turn red, he would. He stands there looking a bit stunned. Did he really just get kissed by a guy... in a girl's body?]

R-r-right. Yeah. Later.

[BAMF.]