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Who: Kurogane, Mille.
When: Sometime~.
Where: Their house.
Rating: to be updated.
Warnings: to be updated.
Summary: Kurogane and Mille are both girls. One of them is refusing to leave the bedroom, the other doesn't know how to put a shirt on.
…
This was just-
Just-
What the fuck did not even begin to cover this.
Kurogane had been beyond horrified when he had woken up and realized that he-that he had-that he was-
No, he still couldn’t even bring himself to think it.
(He would not-absolutely not-refer to himself as a girl.)
His first thought, of course, had been of killing. He wanted to hunt down those Gods and just cut them down and he didn’t even care if that would activate his curse and he’d suffer for it. For this? He was definitely willing to deal with whatever consequences there were. Just so long as he could take out his wrath for having to endure something like this.
His second thought, then, after realizing how futile his first was (and that they couldn’t very well change him back if they were dead), was to simply stay shut up in his room until things went back to normal. Like hell he was going out! He’d sooner… throw himself off of the top of the clock tower, before he let someone see him in his current state. He could only imagine the fun some people would have, and his pride- (Besides, his clothes didn’t even fit anymore!)
His third thought was that… he was probably screwed, when it came to going by unseen. Simply because he happened to have the most annoying, obnoxious, noisy roommate that ever lived and he didn’t think for a second that Mille would actually leave him alone.
Still, Kurogane was going to try like hell. He was in the bedroom, by himself, seated upon the bed and eyes locked upon the door. At the first sign of so much as a twitch of the handle, he’d be up and grabbing it.
When: Sometime~.
Where: Their house.
Rating: to be updated.
Warnings: to be updated.
Summary: Kurogane and Mille are both girls. One of them is refusing to leave the bedroom, the other doesn't know how to put a shirt on.
…
This was just-
Just-
What the fuck did not even begin to cover this.
Kurogane had been beyond horrified when he had woken up and realized that he-that he had-that he was-
No, he still couldn’t even bring himself to think it.
(He would not-absolutely not-refer to himself as a girl.)
His first thought, of course, had been of killing. He wanted to hunt down those Gods and just cut them down and he didn’t even care if that would activate his curse and he’d suffer for it. For this? He was definitely willing to deal with whatever consequences there were. Just so long as he could take out his wrath for having to endure something like this.
His second thought, then, after realizing how futile his first was (and that they couldn’t very well change him back if they were dead), was to simply stay shut up in his room until things went back to normal. Like hell he was going out! He’d sooner… throw himself off of the top of the clock tower, before he let someone see him in his current state. He could only imagine the fun some people would have, and his pride- (Besides, his clothes didn’t even fit anymore!)
His third thought was that… he was probably screwed, when it came to going by unseen. Simply because he happened to have the most annoying, obnoxious, noisy roommate that ever lived and he didn’t think for a second that Mille would actually leave him alone.
Still, Kurogane was going to try like hell. He was in the bedroom, by himself, seated upon the bed and eyes locked upon the door. At the first sign of so much as a twitch of the handle, he’d be up and grabbing it.