Apr 10, 2010 00:27
Because it's been way too long...
Look! A bowl of mints.
Innocent breath mints. Just looking out for your oral hygiene.
Take one?
[ooc: In the immortal words of Adiva, pick a character, pick a setting, pick a remedy (if you're at a loss, you can assume it'll wear off in 24 hours), and have some fun with some genderswapping!]
gratuitous genderswap,
game post,
walksmuses
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Still, after a beat, she reaches up and adjusts her cravat. No point in looking sloppy, even now.
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"Something wrong with them?"
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She clears her throat, half out of surprise at the sound of her own voice and half because it's Kite.
"I wouldn't recommend them."
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She's more than half tempted to grab one then and there, but she does remember the last time she picked up something strange from the bar. (She blacked out and woke up with a dog infatuated with her.)
"Anything in particular you object to?"
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(Look at what happened to her cousin, after all, and that was a perfectly normal pomegranate.)
But they're just mints.
He thought they were just mints.
"What the fuck?"
He does not sound petulant. A god(ess?) does not sound petulant.
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When reading the paper, Paul is not really the most distract-able person in the world. Still, that kind of statement tends to get his attention. From a distance down the bar, he peers over the top of the latest issue of the Sacramento Bee, because goodness isn't someone a little confused?
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He gestures helplessly to the candy dish.
"Don't eat the mints."
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"Pray tell."
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"...not these goddamn things again."
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(In other words: *ogle*)
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Doll is suddenly feeling a bit better about the situation.
(*smirk*)
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Now, Sweets never really got a good look at boy!Doll -- thank you, Jasmine -- so it's debatable whether she recognizes him, or is just hitting on him on general principles.
(Our money's on the latter.)
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So. Contrary to the icon, there is an attractive female wearing a male suit that is SEVERAL sizes too small, eyeing the mints, and SHAKING with rage. Raising a hand and shaking it experimentally, the woman drowning in her clothes.
Mark is trying not to scream. cry. or pull out his (her?) gun and shoot...well....everyone.
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Brushing off the last of the orange furs that had weaved their way into her skirt, she looked up, intending to head for the door. Instead, her eyes rested on...a, granted, confused, but very familiar face. And, after running into her father, how surprised could she really be?
"...Mom?"
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"....I'm not your fuckin' mom."
"Mark clapped a hand over his mouth-letting out a very girlish squeak, the horror in his face palpable.
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It is not the mints that do it for Data-no, the android walks in looking like this. It was simply a matter of building a new shell, and rearranging some circuitry a little. (God knows who helped him put all of his systems into the new body.) But it seems that he-she-picked an interesting day to do it.
She is not yet ready to shock her crewmates with the dramatic change (even if it is possibly temporary), so she is testing it out here. Besides, she still has a lot to study up on when it comes to being female. So she sits down with her PADD at one of the tables.
Hm. Sitting like she is used to is not going to work in this skirt.
Rather awkwardly, she hoists one of her legs over the other. Looking pleased with her ingenuity, she goes back to reading.
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"AAaaaaaaaahhhhh."
Okay maybe not. Cue one startled blue-haired woman in a very military looking suit that is now a size or two too large clutching a rather large data pad to her bosom. She does have fresh minty breath though.
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"No, no, everything's fine. Thank you," the woman replies with a bow and a far too enthusiastic smile. Whether or not Data picks up on the not so subtle mannerisms for 'No really there is something wrong', the woman's heart and respiratory rate are elevated.
[OOC: Sorry for the slow tag. I will pick up in earnest tomorrow if you are still interested.]
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