She'd been asleep when it happened, which was fairly normal for her when these strange curses affected everyone, but Ammy was taking it with her usual grace. Which meant that she really couldn't seem to care less. Her robes had been changed to a pair of hakama and a cloak, and the sun god that strolled down the hall with a sleepy expression was
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Although the Hotel had granted him the passing courtesy of modifying his cassock (marginal as the change was, in some areas) to better fit, he still clutched at his coat as he made his way through the maze. He was a little shorter, and considerably less solid, but maybe if he hunched over far enough, no one would notice the difference. The persistent rumbling of his stomach was another matter entirely, however. Half a day without food was too much - had he really been considering a whole week? It wasn't even--
As he rounded another corner, Abel froze dead in his tracks, and then ducked back as quickly as possible. Oh God. Was that Ammy?
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"Abel~! I found you!" Ammy grinned, now looking down at the priest with almost childish delight. Abel was so cute as a female, if Ammy were anyone else she might have been jealous. Rather she simply tugged fondly at a loose curl of hair that had escaped Abel's ribbon.
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"S-So you did..." He was trying to return the smile, pulling his cloak a little tighter and fighting the urge to flee. He never had liked being dwarfed by other men (but even then, he'd had broad shoulders and height on his side). This was even worse. "Uh, you weren't on your way to find something to eat, by any chance?"
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"Mm, I was!" Ammy nodded, her tail wagging. "I also got you something, if you want it. Or we could go get something to eat now, and we can save the other for later if you'd like. Are you feeling better now? Your scratches are gone now, right?" The urge to prod him just to check was strong, but Ammy managed to ignore it for now. She'd gone looking for a cake for him as soon as the lights had come back on in the hotel, and she was sure she'd found one he'd really like.
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Struggling back out of a somewhat suffocating grasp, Abel looked Ammy over again in that imposing new form. He - or she - didn't appear to be carrying anything. Maybe she meant she'd found something he might like? Regardless, his stomach was impatient enough to gurgle again without warning, making for an even further flustered Abel. "The scratches? Oh, they're all healed, now. That's right. But I would like something to eat right away."
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"Open your mouth." Reaching into the box Ammy plucked a strawberry off the top of the strawberry cream cake, scooping up a large dollop of cream before offering it to Abel. She really hoped he'd like it.
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"Er. All right." With an inaudible sigh, Abel drew back a little, but did as he had been instructed. Perhaps he'd been blindsided by the sheer ridiculousness, the situation serving only to deepen his embarrassment. If someone came along and saw them..! ...Ah, well, he had been dreading that, anyway, hadn't he? And he was hungry.
The light scent of strawberries was too odd not to note (and he opened an eye a second before taking a bite), but the taste of cream in addition to the expected was a surprise. "Hey, what kind of cake is that?" He was only half-intelligible around a mouthful of fruit.
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"Uh, because, you know- I think someone would be upset with me if I didn't have something more filling than just cake. Even in this place, I can tell it's no excuse."
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She was the worst person to have around when someone needed convincing not to eat something. But she did agree, Abel needed to eat things other than sweets. "I found a shop that sells good teas as well, it's back this way."
Waving for him to follow, Ammy strolled down the hall. She always felt so lazy in this body, she didn't have the energy to keep up her usual brisk pace.
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"H-Hey..!" He shrank back a little when Ammy tugged on his hair again, frowning in a fashion that could not hardly be misconstrued for honest anger. He would have reacted the same way had he still been physically male.
"Ah, a tea shop, too?" At that, Abel didn't hesitate to catch up, again quietly thankful. That slow pace could keep him from potentially face-planting into the present Amaterasu had brought all this way for him. "Maybe this place isn't as bad as I thought it was."
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"I think you look cute." Her ears flicked forward as she smiled, even if it wasn't much of a stretch. Abel made a very pretty woman, and he was very handsome as a man. He simply had a horrible habit of doing things that ruined that mental image almost completely. But that was usually why Ammy found him funny.
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His boots wobbled again, beneath his feet, but he shook his head insistently. "No, no. I'll just keep them on until I learn how to walk like this. I can't very well go barefoot all week..." Technically they were indoors, so maybe a little of his concern was exaggerated. But it saved face to just duck the question, when he didn't feel like explaining the rest. Those boots reached up to mid-thigh.
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Ammy eyed the boots with a look of professional skepticism and shrugged. "If you say so. I don't know how you stand them, really."
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