[Incomplete, Open]

[tinyfukutaichou]

Who: Yachiru, Open
When: Tuesday night
Where: Lower Purgatorium, near the river
Rating: TBA
Warnings: Yachiru in Wesker's body with the T-virus
Summary: Yachiru, experiencing the positive effects of the T-virus, seeks food and fun.

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[ankokunoyume]

The fox demon had found it unpleasant to be stuck as a human male. Though, the body was no older than a teenager, at least it was a bit reassuring she was not some withering old human. It was better ina sense, but a the same time, she felt compelled to enjoy any moment of it. Yes, she was curious about the male anatomy, but this, it was too much, something more than just stepping around in other people's shoes.

A faint flicker of her faint orbs, before she slowly strided towards the river, in silence, her short dirty brown hair blew in the wind. It seemed most of the snow had dispersed, and the river itself was slowly becoming alive again. Though, when she was passing by in that male body, she hardly knew who it was, that she was in, and no doubt they were stuck in hers, or someone else had it. Either way, if she found anything wrong with her body, there would be hell to pay. The smashing of glass interrupted her thoughts. Eyes slowly turned towards the direction of it, and a pleasant look of some male, she could barely see due to the poor eye sight that this body had, well great vision for a human body, bad for a demon, seeing she was used to seeing and hearing things from a good far distance.

Without questioning why, she slowly walked towards the stranger, wondering what they were doing, punching glass with their fists. When she got closer and closer, the scent of the metallic substance was visible in her nostrils. This male body... was quite uncomfortable, and she had not been used to walking with that between her legs. This was more than enough for the kitsune.

[tinyfukutaichou]

Aware of someone approaching as her hearing seemed to have also become improved as well, Yachiru picked up an errant piece of glass and studied it. As she ran the large fingers she had been controlling for half a week now she considered how unafraid of the traps littering the sewer Wesker must be. He could heal ridiculously quick and probably had enough grace and finesse to not even find them a minor hindrance.

Still examining the glass shard Yachiru turned to face the person walking up to her. Regardless of the darkness and her sunglasses she could easily make out the person's features and decided to file them away for later use. The fact that such actions were out of character for her didn't register.

Waiting until the person was close enough to hear her at a normal volume Yachiru began to speak. "Ah, another person who couldn't sleep? I felt the need to wander, what brings you out?"

[ankokunoyume]

The fox, as she walked towards the stranger, kept her indifferent composure, perhaps a serious face was masked on her the male's face, but it seemed to be hardly noticable. The strides, were different, hard to move at an even pace, considered this body was much taller than hers, perhaps by a few inches or more, adn the problemic thing that she was not used to walking around as a boy, most likely. The man with the sunglasses hardly, looked harmless, and seeing so, the person had adverted their attention towards her wandering form. Those uneven footsteps came to a sudden halt, and dark eyes stared back at the male, almost icily.

Though, it wasn't as if there was anything better to do, and usually kept her emotions intact, and had no reason to vent about her current, annoying position. With a breath from the body, the kitsune spoke up in an indifferet tone, as she always seemed to be speaking in. The rather large hands were shoved in the pant pockets as she spoke up to the man, who wore the sunglasses.

"Not exactly," she mused, faintly, "I felt the urge to get some fresh air," she replied almost half-heartly as the man had asked her.

Though, the demon didn't exactly feel too up for conversation, and she was unaware that this man was someone else, and not who they seemed to be, perhaps how she was. She was unable to be flexible or able to do anything too extreme in this human body, but something about it, intrigued her. Tarei still needed to find her body, however, at least whichever bastard ended up with it, but she most likely had a slight clue of who had the body though.