016 [Action - forward dated to Saturday morning]

[deathsdoctor]

Sumire, quit it…

[Ah, the trials of pet ownership. Especially pet ownership on a Saturday morning when all you want to do is sleep in and the cat? The cat won’t quit until she gets a little love and attention.

Even if it means she has to use such underhanded tactics as kneading a guy in the breasts with her claws out.




…

… breasts!?]

HNN!

[Yeah, he – wait, no, she, has nothing more to say about that. Female. Woman. Right. Like he… argh… SHE had a run in with Emporio Ivankov, and this is just a Devil Fruit effect. Rolling out of bed now. Staring in the mirror.]




[Okay. One thing more.]

… hnnn… great. I need coffee.

[And a bra. Or better yet, bindings. Icons really don’t do justice to how bosomy Law is for such a slender frame. OP woman you know.

Or she can just let it all hang free.

… so tempting right now…

But coffee first. PRIORITIES.]

[You can catch the lady in question stalking into town not too long after. You see… the clothing problem hasn’t stopped at bras and other lacy unmentionable related troubles. Comes with the territory of being a slender but muscular guy and suddenly finding yourself in possession of some damn hips – we don’t lie – but as tempting as just saying fuck it all and going stark naked, Law rather likes her dignity.

After that, it’s the flower shop for some seeds for herbs. Lunch is next… maybe she’ll even poke up to Cloud Nine out of curiosity, and then it’s time for some hardcore training just so she can get used to this body. Her center of gravity is so off right now.

After that… who knows? Lady Law here will be all over the place. Catch her wherever.]

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[goldenglasses]

[Vash had been meaning to talk to Law. He wanted to thank the man for helping to bring Noah safely into the world, and to apologies for the rude awakening.

What he DIDN'T mean to do was to suddenly find himself teleporting into Law's bedroom. Ah, at least this time he landed on a bed!

...only, is there anyone IN that bed?]

[deathsdoctorine]

[Nope. No one in the bed.

But a very naked someone in front of you examining herself in the mirror. Who is sloooooooooooowly turning. And folding her arms across her chest (and unintentionally empathizing that very nice set she's been given).

Raising an eyebrow in a very deliberate non reaction, as black and gold wings flare out.]

Mister Vash. Hello.

[goldenglasses]

[Whoa! Look at those KNOCKERS! They're much bigger than Meryl's!]

Oh um, hey - do-do I know um... you? [Huh, I'm surprised she spoke instead of outright hitting me! She's nicer than Meryl too!]

1/2

[deathsdoctorine]

[Pervert]

Done

[deathsdoctorine]

Yes. [Taptappitytap]

Can't you recognize me? It might help if you look at my face and not my tits.

[redjacketthief]

[The thief is different in more ways than one that morning as well, but has adapted more easily than the good doctor--it helps when there's a room mate around to loan skirts, although the differing proportions mean that the cuts don't fit properly.

Lupin was still tall...ish. Relatively. Not as tall as he--she?--normally was, but still tall.

He (because he was still a man in spirit) leans back against the bar in Cloud Nine when the attractive but vaguely familiar woman enters...and he was curious to see how this body worked in its entirety.]

Hey babe. Want a drink?

[So it wasn't five yet. So what? Lupin was busy taking down the ziplines he installed for Sabriel when she was tiny.]

[the_other_leblanc]

Lupin, behave.

[It's an afterthought, something commonly said without much vitriol. As it was Adele sat at the bar next to the lanky thief rather than at the piano, picking away at a small, spider shaped camera while muttering to herself under her breath. Lupin and his shenanigans, his flirtations, were old hat to her at this point. Even if he was a she for the moment.]

[deathsdoctorine]

[Babe with a nodachi and a tanto strapped horizontally across her back. Law has forgone the bra option entirely, opting for bindings instead (because who wants their talent flying everywhere in a fight?), and dressed basically in the punkish rock style you see in the icons.

(They were the first clothes that fit, okay?)

Well, as we are both men despite current appearances... and Law herself is finding herself VERY amused at all the people hitting on her today, drawls.]

Hmm... I don't know, Miss Lupin. [Smile.] Guess that would depend on what you're thinking about offering to a lady like me?

[redjacketthief]

[He dutifully ignores Adele--the commentary has been heard before and is so noted, to stare unabashedly at...Law. He would know that cool politeness anywhere, even without the nodachi.

Lupin whistles appreciatively regardless, and catches himself just before he adjusts the tie that isn't there. Compared to Law's punk rocker style, he's dressed positively girly and is unashamed of it.]

Just Lupin's fine right now...Miss Law? Pronouns are damn confusing right now. We can always have an Irish Coffee again. Just a little sweet, not too bitter...whiskey and coffee go really well together.

[He chuckles.] Man this is nuts! You want an Irish Coffee too, Adele?

[fierybluebird]

[Marco accidentally backs into her while at the flower shop trying to get more seeds as a present for Robin.]

Oh! Sorry miss!

[Not a lot of recognition here yet.]

[deathsdoctorine]

It's alright.

[Nothing to see here. Just your usual punk rock chick/genderbent pirate captain inspecting all the seeds for herbs.

... she's definitely taking the mint.]

[fierybluebird]

Nice of them to give us so many garden ingredients, eh?

[deathsdoctorine]

Very. Doesn't make up for the experimentation, but if they're going to be handing all this out? Might as well exploit it for all it's worth.

[generalflirt]

[...Huh. There's another disturbance in the Force as Masaomi is ushering himself out of the clothing shop after an ill-fated meeting with Katara and girl-Luffy. Such that he finds himself drawn to the flower shop, maybe to see Kaori? No, she wouldn't be here today...]

[deathsdoctorine]

[And in the shop is one punk rocker chick. She was originally only going to get seeds, but she's found this potted aloe vera plant. And it promises to be very useful.]

[generalflirt]

[first glance: way too old for him.

Second glance: Still hot.

Third Glance: ...something seems familiar.

Still, let's strut on over, to get a closer fourth glance]

[wise_maiden]

[By the time he reaches the flower shop on that first day, Raine will be there, organizing the seeds on the racks. He's in luck.]

[deathsdoctorine]

Hello, Miss Raine. [This is totally not usual having this woman, who you probably don't have any recognition of, greet you. The Guide probably makes your face well known.] Could you point me to the herbs?

[wise_maiden]

[It wouldn't be the first time she was identified by a practical stranger, though all the same she turns with a slight smile and tilt of the head.]

Are you looking for any kinds in particular? For cooking, medicine, or just aroma?

[Action]

[thatsnotcute]

[During Lady Law's outing, more towards the town than anything else, she may come across a peculiar sight indeed. That of a very raggedy looking pink-haired girl - curled up in a tight little ball with her knees drawn to her chest and her arms wrapped around them. She's peppered in wounds old and new - the latter still bleeding, yet she pays them no mind - and looks half drowned, if her messy tresses indicate. Her wrists are the worst off, red and raw and mixed with grime and blood alike. It's easy to tell she'd been handcuffed only minutes ago.

Perona barely registers her newfound freedom, and return to the village. She just breathes in and out quickly, savoring the crisp air in her lungs, and the fact that she wasn't in the water, or being held captive and tortured. She sniffs, her eyes brimming with tears, and exhales a shaky breath. All she wants to do is cry, but even that seems like it'll end badly. She's cried and yelled and tried so hard to escape before, and it didn't work, so what good would tears do now?

So, she just shakes, and sits, and breathes in and out - ignoring the world around her.]

[Action]

[deathsdoctorine]

[Interesting. And distressing.

She's caught you on the journals. The Shichibukai's girl, right? Yes. That's right. And in poor shape.

Don't need three strikes to guess what's happened here. Same thing that happened to her nearly a year ago. Though the marks of torture seem less extreme.]

Oi!

[Don't mind the lady in the robe calling out and approaching. You are way more than a hot mess, gurl. You could use a doctor.]

[Action]

[thatsnotcute]

[Could use a doctor indeed. Perona lifts her head only slightly from her knees, revealing a shambled looking girl with messy makeup all over her face - most of which was from being submerged for terribly long periods of time, the other from crying. She blinks slowly, trying to make out just who the person is through her blurry vision. It's no one she knows, and Perona mouths a single word - "who?" - but her throat is so sore and strained from almost drowning several times, that no sound comes out.

Well, at the very least she doesn't seem to be in the mood to put up much a fight. That, and the poor girl realizes that this woman is not a scientist, and therefore should be here to help.]

[scarletfemme]

[Itachi will be... staying in the house, for the most part.

He has this desperate need to clean, suddenly, and he's quite sure it's purely psychological on his part, but he's going with it anyway.]

[deathsdoctorine]

[Considering Law hoofed down to the clothing shop in a bathrobe and a baggy sweatshirt because nothing else was suddenly fitting her much smaller and much bustier frame... she's been gone a while. Pirate girls, flower shop, ... a bracing drink. It's been a day. And so she comes back with a number of things in tow.

Herb seeds, a plant or two, and a bag or two of clothes. In which she figures they can just return once this is... over.]

I... got a couple extra things that should fit for us both. I think.

[This day has been an equal mix of amusing and embarrassing, you know?]

[scarletfemme]

[Itachi will be in the kitchen, slicing vegetables, testing the way his smaller hands operate.]

...Oh?