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[ It takes a while before Lightning finally attempts getting in touch with those she interacted with the most (and who she assumes probably figured out who she actually was) while aged down and in Zack's body. When she does, it's filtered to those mentioned, but not particularly secured against hacking or anything, clearly having been 'posted' quickly and with a tone of voice that's very short and to the point. ]

Zack, Aerith, Cloud- we need to talk.

[ And after that's all been taken care of, well... all that's left is to gather up her dignity and try to move on from the whole damn mess, right? Get some fresh air and cool her head, pick up something from the grocery that isn't in a can and won't choke her with flavor....

Problem is... the experiments' effects are far from done with her.

One of these is what Lightning is this evening, instead of the pink-haired ex-soldier she should be. And as if suddenly finding herself as a chocobo isn't bad enough, that's when that oh-so-nice random teleportation kicks in too, sending her... oh, who knows. The middle of town? Your front porch? Who wouldn't want a massive eight foot tall yellow bird in their bathroom? Look at those long curly eyelashes ~~and huge killer claws~~! ♥ ]

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[This place is strange enough without monstrously large birds appearing out of nowhere while Kenshin is walking down the street, thanks. He doesn't appreciate it very much.]

You're back to yourself.

[ Well, she doesn't appreciate it either, shrieking rather indignantly in surprise as she practically falls right on top of Kenshin, all four wings flapping in an attempt to regain her balance. In this body? Probably not quite as successful as hoped. ]

... Yes.

[ Ah yeah, she definitely knew. Probably the entire time too, which is just... where do you even start? ]

Where are you?

The flower shop. Do you remember the way here? Unless you'd like to meet somewhere else.

No, stay there.

[ NO MORE TALKING NOW. She closes the journal immediately and heads that way, wearing her own clothing and definitely her weapon, thank you very much. Of course, she doesn't even remember the whole rose thing with male!Aerith until she's closer, but by then it's too late and she... refuses to back down now anyway, regardless of any awkwardness. Safe to say being a little girl again for over five days is... a little higher-tier on the problem scale than that, too.

Unsurprisingly, her mood's clearly pretty weird when she shows up, though. Embarrassed, mostly. A little confused. Also, extremely angry at whoever thought it would be amusing to do that to her. ]

[...Oookay. Lightning's terse and Aerith is not exactly sure what this is about. Hopefully she's not mad about how she and Zack handled things...? Admittedly, there probably had been some better way to handle telling the younger her about the situation, but--it's not like they got time to prepare.

So when she sees Lightning's expression, she sighs.]

These stupid experiments really need to stop soon.

[A less well-coordinated man might be getting a feathery butt to the face right about now, but Kenshin manages to avoid that indignity. Mostly. He gets sideswiped by a wing and stands there, blinking. An older version of himself would be oro-ing.]

...Wha...what.

No kidding.

[ Lightning crosses her arms, putting her weight on one foot. Her memories of the last week are... odd - in a way, like a long, really vivid dream. Although... ah right, those. She frowns, making her observation here rather blandly: ]

You've still got the thought things going on.

[Rydia eeps in delight when she heads downstairs and sees the large bird in the living room.]

THEODORECECILCEODORESELPHIE, THERE'S A CHOCOBO IN THE HOUSE!

[The little girl runs up to the large bird.]

I'm Rydia! Want to be friends?

[Well who can resist the temptation of checking out a potential chocobo? Ceodore comes racing down the stairs at breakneck speed to see.]

A chocobo?! I want to ride it!

[ 'What' is right. She manages to stumble into righting herself away from the man, though still clearly flustered and humming in feathery agitation. ]

Ah...

I know, I know. Not sure if it's better or worse than thinking I'm a guy! [She brushes her head like that could sweep them away, but--nope, still there.] Ugh... Well, never mind that. What did you want to tell me?

[ WAIT WHY IS SHE IN A HOUSE? WHY ARE THERE YELLING KIDS?? WHY IS SHE A CHOCOBO??? She takes an awkward step backwards on legs and feet that are way too long, pulling her head up and back. ]

I'm not...

[ TALKING CHOCOBO. ]

[Rydia's mouth drops open.]

You can talk?!

[Ceodore's does the same and his eyes go wide as saucers.]

Wooooooooow! A talking chocobo!

[ Really, Aerith? Lightning just stands there, unmoving and staring at the other woman neutrally. ~~"Hey Aerith, thanks for being my mother for a few days there."~~ ]

[l-lol Yes, really. Lightning called the meeting! But when she sees that look, she tilts her head, thinking.]

We could just say it didn't happen? [She's...pretty sure the crying incident alone might be embarrassing enough for someone like Lightning.]

[ She looks from one child to the other, for once at a loss. They look so small, from the vantage point of eight feet up! ]

Look, I'm not really a chocobo, okay?

... I'd appreciate it.

[ A pause while she thinks, eyes averted. She'd like it to be that simple, but really it's not... and her embarrassment's not the entire reason she feels the need to hunt Aerith and the others down right now. ]

It's best if you just forget what I said- about fal'Cie and... all that.

Oh, hey! Cl- wait, Aerith said you were probably... Lightning? [Switched names are confusing. But yaaaay, their bodies are back.]

[ -- Fffff don't say it! She makes a sound that's somewhere between a sigh and clearing her throat. ]

It's Lightning.

[ All things considered, she would have preferred a much better introduction than this, but... yeah, that's not happening. And unfortunately, just because she asked after him doesn't really make this any easier. ]

[Oops. Well, at least he tried to hide it?]

Lightning! It's nice to meet you now that you're the right age. Feeling better now?

[Totally confused.]

But...you look like one.

[She frowns in thought.]

Did someone turn you into one? Like a Toad spell?

[She didn't know of any spell that could turn people into chocobos, though...]

And you smell like a chocobo...

[Ceodore's not exactly the most tactful child. He's as confused about this as Rydia.]

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