006 | degrading downgrade

[strike_you_out]

[For most, the experience of being a teenaged human in high school is not so intolerable, but for some, it is downright terrifying. Especially for those who have never been human and had no desire for ever becoming one.]

N-no, this isn't.... this is wrong. [panting; his voice is shaky. Panic attack is go.]

Clothing... someone else's; not mine. Hands

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[encryptedlock]

You're a human teenager.

That explain it?

[strike_you_out]

[resounding NO]

H-how? Why?? [panic panic!]

[encryptedlock]

[He's actually pretty sympathetic here - after all, Delta was still trying to get used to being human from time to time, and this was about his fifth time.]

Because the castle likes to mess with us. It's not just you, either - everyone.

[strike_you_out]

[CANNOT PROCESS, TOO MUCH PANIC. Wait.] Everyone?

...

But I'm not supposed to be--! [urk! He's already said too much.]

[fiyapowaa]

Breathe. It's difficult, yes, but it's a change brought on by the castle and the world it's now become. It isn't permanent. [Or it'd better not be.]

[strike_you_out]

[pant! pant! pant! then a pause to swallow because all this panting is drying out his throat]

What world!? Why? [human brain it cannot function!]

[fiyapowaa]

Because it wants to. This has happened before. The castle changes to suit its whim and changes our bodies to suit as well.

[strike_you_out]

[He does his best to listen quietly; he certainly isn't used to hearing this constant throb in his ears though it seems to be getting less intense, little by little...]

S-so what is this place? [high school dormitory what is that]

[mmm_paradise]

Problems, dear?

[strike_you_out]

[Not even going to-- Just snaps the journal shut!

Several moments pass before he opens it again, slightly calmer. An outward breath can be heard but nothing is said yet. One could venture to guess he's annoyed at more than a few things right now.]

[mmm_paradise]

Mm? Hello? [just faint amusement from over here, now.]

[strike_you_out]

...

...

[Alright, he'll bite. Only because he's semi-familiar with the owner of the voice.]

You're that guy.

[endthem]

[goth boy Legato has been pretty quiet around his roommate so far, but this... this gets under his skin. Coming in from the other room, after hearing the muttering and various other freaking-out sounds, and narrows his eyes when he sees this]

[coldly] ...What's wrong with you?

[strike_you_out]

[At the sounds of someone approaching, Slugger tenses and lets the journal slip quietly from his hand. In its place he grips the handle of an aluminum baseball bat he dug out of the closet. Rising slowly in the doorway, he meets the "intruder's" gaze with eyes as sharp and dangerously alert as those of a trapped fox. Even his hair is a feral and bristly mess, barely contained beneath the cap he's wearing.]

[darkly] You. Out.

[roommates from hell: they do exist]

[endthem]

[Legato may be just as terribly, gnawingly, human as Slugger, but... something about seeing the other kid even more distressed over the change has a calming effect. He doesn't feel as out of control. So, he manages to meet his roommate's gaze with a dead calm. He can keep that much up, for now]

No.

You need to stop.

[strike_you_out]

[He shudders visibly with rage, hands coiling tighter and tighter around the grip of the bat which is now held menacingly at shoulder height. This is followed by a single step toward Legato, and then another. His whole body looks wound up and ready to strike, but attacking this guy is the last thing Slugger wants to do, especially not without knowing what kind of repercussions it could create.

As it is, he believes this room is his and he'll try to appear as formidable as a sixteen year old possibly can in hopes of scaring the uninvited visitor away. Once again, he growls--]

Out!