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[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

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What the hell!? [...been wanting to do this for a while, but er kept forgetting to x). Asch sounding a bit higher pitch then usual and erm, sitting on his bed after taking a nap and VERY happy right now to be wearing clothes that covers a lot.]

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[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

It's....kind of hard to explain.

[mixolydianmode]

... *now you're starting to worry him.* What can't be real?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...um. [hugging himself particularly over his chest area] I don't really want to say.

[mixolydianmode]

*goes around the bed to look at his face.* You aren't sick again, are you?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[sakgha just trying to keep a calm expression, arms still hugging over his chest more tightly now.] N-No...or maybe? I don't know.

[mixolydianmode]

How can you not know? I know I'm not the sharpest person around, but I can tell when I'm sick. *brings a hand up to Asch's forehead to see if he has a temperature. that's what Mother used to do for him.*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[raise a hand to shove his away] Stop that. I'm not that kind of sick.

[mixolydianmode]

*frowns, sort of pouting.* Well, what other kind of sick is there?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

The gone insane kind.

[mixolydianmode]

..why would you think you're insane?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

Because...there's something on me that should NOT be there.

[mixolydianmode]

..? What kind of something are you talking about?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

The...

[mixolydianmode]

*recoils, looking horrified.* Oh, come on! You turned into a girl too?!

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...

[mixolydianmode]

That would be messed up beyond belief.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...[relaxes a little, lowering his arms and making a face] This is ridiculous. What the hell did I ever do to deserve this?

[mixolydianmode]

Damned if I know. I can understand shit happening to me, but you? Couldn't tell ya.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[sighs, moving out of bed, standing up] ... [this felt...very awkward]

[mixolydianmode]

... *stares at Asch's chest, curious as to how big his melons are.*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[they're...well there not obscuringly large or petite, but they are easily noticeable. As he's adjust to moving about in his current female body he catches Luke staring out of the corner of his eye. ] ...Luke?

[mixolydianmode]

*he's not going to admit it to anyone, certainly not Asch, but that's more his kind of girl. the sound of Asch's voice breaks his train of thought and he turns red, looking away quickly.* Nothing! I didn't see anything! I'm not staring!

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...[glares] Oh really?

[mixolydianmode]

Really! *will be shuffling off towards the door, now.*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

Your face is red.