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[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[In some cases, a woman dressed only in a men's shirt can be an attractive sight.

In this case? not so much. Unless one is into the runway-model/heroin-addict look.

Despite being a severely underweight woman instead of a severely underweight man, Even has completely failed to notice. Attributing the balance change to remnants of intoxication to go with his hangover.

Fortunately everything important is still covered, despite him also failing to notice he left the bottom half of the pyjama ensemble in bed.

All that really matters to him right now is the painkillers in one hand and the coffee in the other. Staying in the kitchen only because the world is clearly at too much of an angle to travel with scalding hot substances.]

[ooc: Posting now because foreseen circumstances are probably going to prevent posting this later. Happy now titsbar?]

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yes she's happy. 8)

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Someone's walking into the kitchen, totally doesn't notice yet but the height seems off. Foxtail though, so PATS HER BACK -- ] I smell caffeine.

[ And then she looks -- ]

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

nng
[humph, grunt, grumble grumble- there's definitely a good (though not necessarily nice) view of feminine legs and cleavage (at least what little there is for lack of body fat to form breasticles) all oddly very much scar free.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Heeeadtilt -- ]

Well, how's the body?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

...What?

[He'd stare but it works out as more of a squint due to the lighting.]

Hungover?

[/still not catching on.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

Look at yourself, kitty.

[ Tilts head a little more, oh cleavage. ]

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[only barely. This is actually a far bigger ask than it sounds, for him anyway; so it takes him a little bit to actually comply.

At first a very quick glance, starting at his hands and moving down. Though he does stop to actually look when he sees his chest- his brain skips over the breast issue entirely and jumps straight to the absence of scars.]

They're gone.

[The pill packet is getting thrown aside to free a hand. Which he then uses to rub at the skin of his chest, half expecting it to just reveal the marks or something.

After forcing a quick glance at his legs (and trying not to be surprised they're bare) he lets himself stop looking.]

They're all gone.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ What surprise does Xigbar have? None. ]

What, not pleased? [ She is carefully observing, though. After all, this is one fucked up Even. ]

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

I-I... don't know.

[critical error, brain rebooting in 3... 2... 1...]

I don't know.

[he manages the coordination to make sure he puts down the coffee, but after that he's dropping to curl knees to his chest.

He'll get over it in a moment but first he needs to process it. The being female on the other hand, decidedly doesn't bother him at all.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ What is sympathy, she can't do it anymore. She can still pat her head, though, which she does. ]

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[He wouldn't recognise sympathy anyway.Physical contact is still helpful, given for the most part he just lost his entire grounding in reality for a moment.

Once he stops shaking he'll stand up to sit his arse down and drink his goddamn finish his coffee]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ She gives him a moment. Just a moment before taking a seat. In mid-air. ]

Even?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

Yes?
[Any and all psychological breaks seem sufficiently swept under the metaphorical rug now, so all set for taking orders.]

whaaaat is this I don't EVEN

[runawayxiiith.livejournal.com]

[Roxas is just walking along when he spots this strange woman with fox features in nothing but a shirt. Who looks like Vexen.]

...

[He'll purge this memory later.]

just don't think to hard about what he actually looks like here

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[At least he didn't accidentally flash Roxas while he's downing that coffee and pills combination.]

I am. It's kinda cute. In a scary way.

[runawayxiiith.livejournal.com]

[He turns his head as he walks up to . Luckily he wasn't flashed.]

Why are you taking those?

[The last he knew of Vexen was that the guy died. And he only ever spent one day with him. And that day was teaching him to... deduce things. Obviously he just completely failed all his teachings.

Well, at least he knows they have to be something important, otherwise Vexen would never swallow them down.]

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[In this ones case, it's unlikely something important unless he's giving other people the pills. Since doctor's pride still wins out over self-destruct mode... for now.]

Got a headache.

[runawayxiiith.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[He looks him over.]

...

...Is there a reason you're a girl?

...With funny ears and a tail?

1/3

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

...

...What?

2/3

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[Derp.
A quick pat of chest and crotch later, he's over it.]

I assume I woke up like this.

3/3

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

The ears and tail however, I was born with.

[runawayxiiith.livejournal.com]

The Vexen I remember wasn't.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

Well I'm not him.

[runawayxiiith.livejournal.com]

[Sighs.]

You couldn't be anyway. He died a year ago.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

Being dead hardly stops people coming here.

[runawayxiiith.livejournal.com]

Really?

I wonder how that works.