[Accidental Voice Post]

[lezareno_prez]

Of all the people, why did it have to be him... damn it!

Alicia, forgive me. To think that I would ever find myself in his form...

[OOC: Yep, Regal is stuck as Vharley, to add insult to injury.]

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[fonon_professor]

[Gelda, unaware of Regal's change, has just gotten out of the shower. Now dressed in a bathrobe and slippers, she heads downstairs to see if her housemate's around. If not, she's free to head into the kitchen and put the tea kettle on the furnace.

-But what's this?! Just as she rounds the corner, she sees a fat, ugly, creepy-looking man in the kitchen! The horror! She quickly hides herself out of sight again, waiting. If she's lucky, he hasn't noticed her.]

[lezareno_prez]

[Fortunately for her, Regal hasn't noticed her presence yet. Being in Vharley's form has given him quite the appetite and he's currently looking for something to eat, a process which is occupying all of his attention at the moment. In fact, he wasn't even aware that she'd been in the shower in the first place.

This is really not Regal's day.]

[fonon_professor]

[Fat, ugly creeper man is raiding Gelda's kitchen while she was in the shower? This is a serious cause for alarm! Good thing she's not a helpless damsel. She's an ex-Locrian Colonel and she won't just let perverted (and apparently hungry) burglars do as they please. This is why she silently heads up to the second floor, where the storage room is. There's bound to be a weapon in there somewhere.

Ahah. A broom. Perfect.]

[lezareno_prez]

[How do you think he got to be so fat and ugly, Gelda? Huh? Better act fast before he eats you out of house and home, which he seems to be on his way to doing. Good thing HE happens to be completely oblivious to the rest of the world while he's hungry.

Just rummaging through the cupboards now...]

[fonon_professor]

[Gelda silently moves downstairs again, pressing herself up against the wall next to the kitchen door, weapon in hand. Be thankful this isn't Presea, or she'd be using a sharp axe instead of a blunt broomstick. She takes a few deep breaths to steady herself, listening closely to where in the kitchen the creepy burglar is located. Wait for iiiit...

And then she dashes into the room, raising the broom over her head, ready to bring it down on the stranger with one deft strike.]

Hiyah!

1/?

[lezareno_prez]

[So absorbed is he in trying to find something to eat that he doesn't even hear her coming... which is a good thing for her but rather unfortunate for him. And it also happens that he's got his back to her as he reaches into the cupboard. Regal's martial arts training seems to be suppressed by Vharley's utter and complete... well, fail.

It's kind of hard to miss that cry, though, and upon hearing it he instantly whirls around just in time for the broom to come crashing down on his head.]

2/?

[lezareno_prez]

[... what the...]

3/okay done

[lezareno_prez]

[... oww.]

[fonon_professor]

[Yes! Success! The creeper has been-

... Wait.]

... Regal?

[lezareno_prez]

Yes, it's me. I apologize for not letting you know, but the effect was so very sudden.

[fonon_professor]

[Oh. Right. The experiment. She should've probably expected this, but... Really, when there's a fat stranger raiding your cupboards while you're in the shower, you usually don't ask questions. Let's quickly put that broom aside.]

I'm the one who should apologize. I... jumped to conclusions.

[lezareno_prez]

No, I would have done the same... thing...

[Now that he's turned to look at her, he's realizing that she's in her bathrobe and that the front part of it is... rather open. That's... an impressive amount of cleavage there. Let's not stare at it and make her hit us again.]

[fonon_professor]

[Gelda doesn't quite realize how much of her cleavage is showing. She's too busy being relieved Regal isn't a creeper. Shaking her head wearily, she walks over to the furnace to prepare the tea anyway.]

Even so, I should've realized... This experiment is far too chaotic.

[lezareno_prez]

In my opinion, it cannot be over soon enough. I am sorry you had to see me like that.

[Clearing throat now.]

Ah, your robe...

[fonon_professor]

[One quick glance down is enough to tell her just what the problem with the robe is. Whoops! Let's quickly close that further up and cover the chest entirely. The situation is already awkward enough as it is.]

[lezareno_prez]

Thank you.

[Actually, it's a VERY GOOD thing that he's not still stuck in Vharley's form, or this would've come off as infinitely creepier. This way it's just awkward and embarrassing, not pervy.]