re_alignment | [video. cut to text] heeeeeeeyyyy sexy lady?

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[video. cut to text] heeeeeeeyyyy sexy lady?

[There's a flash on the Link that looks like this. Except, there's also a falling flurry of pink between you and the image.]

*Are!!* [The voice is sweet and girlish and very startled, almost scared.]

[A frantic fumbling. Hey it's hard to walk in these boots, okay? He's working on it.. Then the video feed cuts. For a long moment, nothing. Then, a text.]

everything's fine! have a great day! ^____^

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Whoa, whoa, whoa. Look. Drift. There are monsters, everywhere. And I can't tell if it's just in my head, but I don't care if you have weapons. You're not made for a human body.

...And that outfit is not something you should be running or fighting in.

I won't. Tell anyone.

But you need someone taking care of you. Do you even know how to be a human? I think not. Where are you?

[He's currently more afraid of Teddie than any monsters. But, point taken.]

...I know. [Frag, does he know. He can't even manage these shoes. WTH kitten heels?]

How do you even...move in these things? [He forlornly fluffs the petticoats.]

I don't need to be 'taken care of'. [Really. Ouch.] I just. Need.

_{I don't even know}

Not easily, I'll tell you that much.

[Sigh.]

Look, Drift, I know you are a very capable robot. But you need someone to teach you how to function as a human right now and... fuck all everything else. And I really need to be around someone who doesn't look like a fucking monster right now.

So tell me where you are.

[His optics--eyes--whatever--well up with huge glisteny tears. Big tears. HUGE tears. Big and round and shiny.]

I'm in my quarters.

..._{in the closet}

...

[Sigh.] It's okay to cry. I'll come and we can just.

Fuckin. Stay in there together okay. Fuck.

Have you seen monsters too?

_{how do I turn these off?}[This teary thing is one of those human things he has no idea how to operate. Clearly.]

[He nods, sort of pathetically.]

Monsters? Vandal. You're seeing monsters?

[Oh no! And he can't protect her. Not with..decorative fans. ]

You don't. Just let it out. It's okay.

[Uncomfortable pause.]

Yeah... uh. It's not like before though. I'm pretty sure it's all in my head. I can still think clearly. I just. God. Yeah. They look like people I know. Bots I know, I mean.

You're the first person who's looked normal to me. I mean...

Not. A monster.

What is normal anymore...

I don't think I like being human.

[(;_;) He pauses to pluck a cherry blossom petal where it stuck to his tearstained cheek.]

Who else have you seen? Are you all right? [Frag him. He just looks stupid and can't walk in these shoes.]

Oh, honey. Nobody really does.

[Isn't that the depressing truth.]

Just... people. It's not important. I'll be over soon.

Vandal.

[Worried pout.]

*Iya* Please be careful.

I will be.

[A little while later she shows up... and. Comes to knock on Drift's closet.]

... Drift?

[As she knocks, a small flutter of petals floats from under the door.]

I'm in here.

[Sitting on a pile of cherry blossoms. The parasol? Really isn't doing much good.]

[Silence. As she stands there and petals collect on her RIG.]

Oh my god.

Drift...

You're...

You're fucking adorable.

[Drift will just droop, small feet kicking through the, uh, the drifts of pink petals.]

I don't think that's very helpful to me.

[Okay, enough reveling in this. She kneels and offers a hand to Drift.]

I know. I'm sorry. You're probably freaked out.

[Honestly she's a little (a lot) freaked out herself.]

Can you get the clothes off?

[Drift stands up...all the way up to Vandal's shoulder. And then stumbles forward, because shoes.]

This is the worst thing that has ever happened in my entire life.

[And then s/he looks horrified. ] Vandal. If I took it off I'd be...[O_O yeah. Like that.]

[Vandal catches him by the shoulders, steadying. Wow it's... weird to have him be shorter. Well. It's weird to have him be a girl in a dress, but you know.

Details.]

You'd be nothing I haven't see before. And you aren't doing yourself any favors staying in this getup.

Come on, turn around, I'll see if I can unzip you. I brought you some of my clothes.

Vandal.

....[How to explain this.] I haven't seen it before. [It's true, he is afraid of girlparts.]

[He nods. Yes. Getting out of this outfit would be an improvement. He hopes. He turns around, bumping Vandal with the almost hard circle of petticoats.] *sumimasen*

I... well you're gonna have to at some point you have to use the bathroom and bathe and everything.

[Yeah. Helpless. She grabs the zipper and yanks down to the bottom, robotically pushing it down his shoulders and kneeling to tug the petticoats down.]

Okay, just step out of it.

[She'll go about unbuckling those shoes, too.]

Christ... do you have any idea how this happened?

...this sounds horrible.

[Wait! WAIT he didn't mean it like that. Not that being a human is a bad thing. It's probably fine. Really. Just....yeah he'll shut up now.]

This isn't....permanent, is it? [Oh that's just a wee bit of panic in his voice.]

[Thankfully for everyone ~~pg rated game~~ Drift is wearing a frilly camisole and white--of course--lace-edged panties. But wow s/he is much frailer looking without the poufy sleeves and enormous skirt.]

I don't know. I woke up and I was covered in flower petals.

Then I fell off the berth.

It's not so bad when you get used to it. I'll help you. Kind of an expert here. Been a human all my life.

[The smile is evident in her voice, but it's meant to be comforting.]

The petals thing is kind of fucking wiggy but I can't really see how it's harmful at least.

[A pause.]

I'm sure we can fix it. Sit please.

[So she tan take off those painful looking shoes. Once that's done she goes digging in her bag and pulls out a plain gray t-shirt and some pajama pants.]

Arms up, Drift. Like this.

[Straight up, as she demonstrates.]

[The voice is small and contrite.] I'm sorry. I just feel so..._small

[Understatement. You have no idea how huge everything looks.]

[Drift drops to the floor, sticking one foot up obediently for Vandal to work on.] The petals are....[S/he looks suddenly a little embarrassed. Because, frilly dress? cherry blossoms? This seems familiar.]

[Drift's glad for the distraction, obediently raising the thin arms over his head.]

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