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[misfortuned]

Parts and bits are being traded 'round, it seems. Glad my bits and pieces are all intact and normal, otherwise there'd be some Gods going down. Done it before, can do it again.

Everyone's playing with themselves like no tomorrow. Just wait and see, some man turned woman is sodding well going to end up pregnant.

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[calamitousness]

Mmm I don't think so. The last time something like this happened, Medea made sure no one would get pregnant, thank Shiva.

[misfortuned]

Well, well. At least they can get something right, then. What's the point in changing everything, anyways?

[calamitousness]

Uhm, something about learning to appreciate the opposite sex. I'm not sure why, though. And it majorly sucks, 'cause my boyfriend got turned into a girl.

[misfortuned]

Men and women have lived centuries without appreciating one another. Don't see the point in changing that now.

[calamitousness]

Cusauha'c kud y lusbmaq. Maybe they just decided that it was time or something. I dunno, you'd have to ask Medea.

[misfortuned]

Yeah, think I'll be passing on that one. Whoever brought me here doesn't want to be seeing me anytime soon.

How about you, spitfire? This Medea change up your body?

[calamitousness]

Actually, Medea's pretty nice. Sometimes, if you ask, she'll give you stuff. That's how I got my sphere - she even sent it back to Pops for me.

Nope~ I've got all the right parts~

[misfortuned]

Sorry, love. Anyone who does all of this for their enjoyment isn't nice. It's dandy that she got you your goods, but that doesn't mean she's nice.

Well, well. Aren't you a lucky little duck? How'd you manage to miss out on the fun?

[calamitousness]

Whatever you say, muja. But I can bet that you'll ask her for something sometime. Everyone does.

I bribed the gods. ♥

[misfortuned]

Don't ever ask anyone for anything. Don't plan on starting now.

Good at the bribing business, are we? Then why don't you bribe them into turning your boyfriend back?

[calamitousness]

You sound Al Bhed. That's kinda cool.

Yes, I am~ It's both my namesake and what I was born to do. It was a joke, eteud. Believe me, if I could, I would. This him-being-a-her thing isn't working out for me.

[misfortuned]

Make me an honorary Al Bhed, then.

Know it was a joke, blondie. I was attempting to insult you, but that just flew right over that head of yours, didn't it? And what's wrong? Can't swing both ways?

[calamitousness]

Hmm. What color are your eyes?

I take things in stride; it's pretty hard to offend me. And no, I can't swing both ways. I grew up on a tied rope. Daddy's little girl and all, can’t disappoint the old man with no grandkids.