☇ Lightning (
thestormishere) wrote2010-12-02 07:08 pm
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☈ strike #04 (voice / action)
[ 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 eyelashesand huge killer claws! ♥ ]
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
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You can talk?!
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Wooooooooow! A talking chocobo!
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Look, I'm not really a chocobo, okay?
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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...]
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[Ceodore's not exactly the most tactful child. He's as confused about this as Rydia.]
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[ She ruffles her feathers a bit, looking for an exit. It just figures the boy would point out the smell too- she doesn't notice it, but... augh, yeah, she knows quite well the fact that they tend to be... distinctively-scented. ]