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Characters: wavesoakedlegs & behisstrength
Location: 12 Olie Street, Phanga neighbourhood.
Time: Backdated to yesterday (Sunday), early in the morning.
Style: Action!
Status: CLOSED.
[As Motochika rouses, it's with a growing sense of wrongness. He cannot immediately place why, his mind still fogged by sleep. The situation feels ordinary enough: in Mitsuhide's bed, loosely wrapped in the bedcovers, partially draped over the younger samurai --
But the pressure on his chest isn't normal. That realisation has a knock-on effect, and more sensations register: no point of contact seems right at all.
That snaps his mind fully awake.
Motochika opens his eyes with a sharp inhale. He sits upright quickly; where he was draped over his lover before he now straddles one of Mitsuhide's thighs. He throws aside their sheets and then stares down, stunned.
Given that he is clad only in fundoshi, the reality of what has occured is readily apparent. The bold curling design of his tattoos indicates that he is still himself, yet with one major difference: he is now a woman.
His gaze moves to Mitsuhide. Covered up as his lover is, it takes a longer glance to tell, but it is still obvious that Mitsuhide has shared the same fate.
A curse.
The change is a lot to take in.]
Location: 12 Olie Street, Phanga neighbourhood.
Time: Backdated to yesterday (Sunday), early in the morning.
Style: Action!
Status: CLOSED.
[As Motochika rouses, it's with a growing sense of wrongness. He cannot immediately place why, his mind still fogged by sleep. The situation feels ordinary enough: in Mitsuhide's bed, loosely wrapped in the bedcovers, partially draped over the younger samurai --
But the pressure on his chest isn't normal. That realisation has a knock-on effect, and more sensations register: no point of contact seems right at all.
That snaps his mind fully awake.
Motochika opens his eyes with a sharp inhale. He sits upright quickly; where he was draped over his lover before he now straddles one of Mitsuhide's thighs. He throws aside their sheets and then stares down, stunned.
Given that he is clad only in fundoshi, the reality of what has occured is readily apparent. The bold curling design of his tattoos indicates that he is still himself, yet with one major difference: he is now a woman.
His gaze moves to Mitsuhide. Covered up as his lover is, it takes a longer glance to tell, but it is still obvious that Mitsuhide has shared the same fate.
A curse.
The change is a lot to take in.]