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[A main part of the dressing room looks like it's slowly becoming... gloomier. If one was to follow where it lead, they'd see that it stemmed from a lab, the door open and green smoke coming out. There are two figures standing in the doorway, a tall one scratching his skull, the other holding an...arm.]

I seem to have forgotten what I did last year. Maybe I should have written the formula down.

Will the smoke be dangerous?

Nope, though there might be slight side effects. Maybe we should fan it out. And then I can start working on it again. Only two weeks left, I have to hurry!

... do you want me to get you a needle and string for that, by the way?

[ooc: Stepping through the smoke guarantees you animal/monster parts for a while. (Like cat ears, bat wings. You cannot have a full transformation yet though.)

also go thread hop ahoy]

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[accendium.livejournal.com]

I like having you around. Just tell me if you're sick of me yet, alright?

...I'm actually starting to think that my internet is suicidal. O_o

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[Smiles.]

Why would I get sick of you?

Keep it away from the emo music DX

[accendium.livejournal.com]

I don't know. You might.

Will do!

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[Chuckles.]

I dont think that's gonna happen.

[accendium.livejournal.com]

Glad to hear it.

[Kisses her forehead.]

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[Smiles at that.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[Hair ruffles her.]

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

H-hey!

[Giggles and tries to escape the hair ruffles.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[Noooo, no escape.

TICKLE ATTACK >D]

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[What no fair!

Squeals and continues trying to escape!

It doesn't help when the shirt she's wearing shows so much of her stomach. :<

Well, it doesn't help her.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[Exactly. MOAR TICKLING]

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[Asjfkd-Brb laughing so much.

But with her trying to escape and slight flailing, her wings just opened up and flapped hard and Namine gasps as she's actually lifted off the ground slightly before dropping back down.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[Blink.]

You can fly?

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[Is. Slightly in shock.]

I-I...Uh...Wow...

[accendium.livejournal.com]

Try it!

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[Blushes and t-tries to imitate what she'd accidentally done before.

All that happens this time is she's barely lifted off the ground at all and just stumbles forward.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[Supports her by his hands on her waist.]

Whoa. Can you control the movements?

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

U-uh, a little?

[accendium.livejournal.com]

Try it again.

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[Is kinda afraid of messing it up again. :<

Takes a deep breath, and tries again.

This time, while she does lift slightly off the ground, the most it did was send a strong gust of wind everywhere.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

Whoa!

[Almost thrown back.]

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[Asjfkd-Stops trying!]

I-I'm sorry!

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[Laughs.]

It's okay.

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[Feels bad and is afraid to keep trying now. :<]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

I'm telling you, it's fine.