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[saintedsinner]

-=Stomping back inside, knocking snow off his boots.=-

Hey, Al... any hot water on the stove?

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[saintedsinner]

Okay, grea--

-=Wait a minute, that's not Al's voice. He stops, straightens up and slowly turns around.=-

...

Al?

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[saintedsinner]

-=Give him a few minutes.=-

So... You look a little different.

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[saintedsinner]

You're enjoying it?

How so?

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[saintedsinner]

-=He's very quiet for a moment, looking at Al. A minute later he just turns to go and thaw out his ports.=-

Do you have issues walking or something? There's a height difference.

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[saintedsinner]

-=Grunts, not surprised.=-

Not as much muscle build, that's for certain. -=He'll grab a hand towel pull a bowlful of hot water from the pot to put the towel in there. Then it's time to pull off the coat, sweater, turtle neck, and undershirt.=-

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[saintedsinner]

Yeah, but you weren't that lanky.

-=He gives 'Al' a side glance again before slapping the cloth on his shoulder port and putting another one in the bowl. Time for the pants, but it's still a little odd because that's not Al's body.=-

And you didn't tire that easily.

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[saintedsinner]

-=That isn't good. Pants dropped and he sinks into the chair to drape a hot, wet cloth on his leg port.=-

What do we have in our own stores? Anything that can help?

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