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.]

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[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.]

I know. S'how I feel here. You'll be okay.

[The shoes are tossed aside and Vandal tugs the shirt over his arms and head. She then goes about inserting his feet into either pant leg and balling them up so he can just pull those up without issue.]

Ah... there we go. Now you'll at least be comfortable.

[Oh. She plucks off the stupid hat.]

There we go. You look like a normal girl now.

Do you want me to take you to my house so you don't feel quite so small?

You handle this way better than I have.

[Truth. You didn't sit in a closet and cry into your frilly pinafore.]

[He looks even smaller in the baggy clothes, the sleeves way longer than his arms.]

Karrie. You have to...you can't tell Wing. Or anyone. [He'll grab at you to make the point.]

...does it help? [He'd at least be hidden at her place.]

Ah... kind of used to dealing with fucked up shit, Peter Rabbit.

[She catches Drift's hands and pulls him to his feet, subsequently pulling him to her chest in a tight hug. There's something particularly good about being human. Hugs fucking rock.]

I won't.

And yeah, I think it might. Nobody is really out there so I don't have to-

[See. Anyone. She shudders.]

You're still Drift, okay? Even in this body. Now come on, take a deep breath. Does anything hurt?

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