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[loyaltyinmotion]

Jason is hunched over a cup of coffee, still in his woman-shape

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[boundxkitty]

Awwww look! There's scritches behind Jason's ear from behind.

Sneaky'Liz is Sneaky by coming up behind.

[loyaltyinmotion]

Growly growl growl.

And more growling into her cup.

And another growl for good measure.

[boundxkitty]

The growling earns light fingers along the back of Jason's neck, in a semi-tickling fashion.

"Still all pretty, I see." At least she isn't smirking?

[loyaltyinmotion]

That earns a snarl.

"Not a good day for teasing, Liz." She plops her cup down with a thud. "God I hate this body."

[boundxkitty]

"Tired of being a woman already?" She shifts and settles across from Jason with a raised brow, head tilting just so.

"What's wrong, my dear?"

[loyaltyinmotion]

She sulks. "I like being a man. Sure it was fun to have tits that I could play with whenever I want, but whatever the fuck is going on with...hormones or whatever it is is driving me insane."

She grumbles into her cup. "And I feel like shit today. Like I've been hit by a truck."

[boundxkitty]

There wasn't a coughed chuckle here. Nope.

"Welcome to the world of being a woman." She's hiding the smirk well, she hopes anyway. "Whatever are you going to do if you can't find this purple god?"

[loyaltyinmotion]

She growls again. It's safe to assume at this point that there's an almost constant undercurrent of growling happening today.

"I'm going to find him if I have to tear his library apart book by book. Which I may just do out of spite."

[boundxkitty]

Liz kind of got that impression when Jason growled at being scritched.

Oh, look! There's that smirk. "You could always spend the pent up anger out in the forest too, Jason." Her words say she'll help if he wants.

[loyaltyinmotion]

"No way. I'm getting changed back before this..." she chokes on the words, refusing to say them. "Before this gets any worse."

And if she doesn't, she'll be spending the entire week in the forest, unchanged eyes be damned.

[boundxkitty]

There's a raised brow at that. "Well do you want something stronger while you sit here?" There's the faintest pause after the word 'here' because she was half tempted to tack on a nickname but doesn't want to get hit.

[loyaltyinmotion]

She slumps, sounding a bit defeated. "Yes. Please. Anything to make me feel less like killing myself."

[boundxkitty]

"Something that won't knock you out though, right?"
She waves to catch a waitrat. There's a bottle of tequila ordered with two shot glasses. Though if they'll actually use the glasses is anyone's guess. The waitrat is waiting though for Jason's answer, just to make sure the order's complete before darting off.

[loyaltyinmotion]

She shakes her head. "No, I just want...something. I need to be conscious to find that damned god."

[boundxkitty]

She gives a nod and watches the waitrat scurry off to fetch the bottle and glasses. Liz leaned her elbows on the table and rested her head in her hands. "I could say you'll get used to it, but you don't really want that, do you."

[loyaltyinmotion]

"Oh hell no."

She glances around, then turns worried eyes to Liz. "I can't go through with this, Liz. It's...it's really freaking me out. I mean, I don't even know how...that...works. And I'm not about to ask Bar for...tampons or anything."

There's a shudder even at mentioning the word.