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.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash laughs meekly, quickly looking up at Law's face instead.] N-no, I'm afraid I don't recognize you. [Odd...] And I have to admit! I'm pretty good at remembering faces. Especially pretty ones like yours!

[deathsdoctorine]

[Have you noticed my tattoos yet?]

Here's a hint, Mister Vash. I usually have a beard. And I'm still very much a doctor.

[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.]

[goldenglasses]

[He's starting to notice. His eyes were a bit distracted at first.]

L-LAW!? Is that YOU!?

[deathsdoctorine]

Mmhmm... [Nonchalent.] Apparently I'm embracing my feminine side today.

Now would you hand me my robe?

[Since you are between me and my clothes]

[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?

[goldenglasses]

So... you're... Law- {OH DEAR GOD NO!}

[Vash snaps his eyes shut while he blindly grabs for the robe.]

I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING! I SWEAR! I SWEAR! {OH GOD! I SAW EVERYTHING! I'M NEVER GOING TO SLEEP AGAIN! OH GOD!}

[deathsdoctorine]

[...

... ah-hahaahahahahahaaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Tha~nk you~

[Covering up now.]

[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?

[the_other_leblanc]

Miss La- wait. What?

[Of course it's a woman Lupin would whistle at, but. A woman that is normally a man, one she's worked with and respects in the enclosure? Adele can't help but stare a moment. It was, without question, Law. Though his mannerisms were gentled a bit by curves and a different pitch of voice it was. Him. Her. It.

This shift was going to be interesting.

She snorts and rolls her eyes at the both of them before turning back to her project.]

So long as it has coffee, I will drink it. Put Baileys in it again and I'll super glue your hands to the bar.

[goldenglasses]

{Out of all the hot woman in Luceti why did they have to put me in a room with a MAN!?}

Don't act so amused by this.

[deathsdoctorine]

[That whistle earns Lupin a grin.] Miss Law it is.

Oh, it's been a coffee day. And if that coffee's got a little extra bite to it, all the better.

[Glancing at Adele.] ... not a Baileys fan I take it?

[deathsdoctorine]

[But this is HILARIOUS.

... also? Poor Itachi. He must be wondering if it's safe to come in.]

Why not? It's better than me acting all offended. You were oogling me naked after all.

[goldenglasses]

NO I WASN'T! I WASN'T AT ALL! I'M NOT INTO MEN!

[deathsdoctorine]

Could've fooled me.

[Law, thy name is troll.]

[redjacketthief]

You too? Must be part of the Shift or something...

[He grins, amused by all of the commentary.]

All right, fine. No Baileys. Coffee and whiskey it is.

[the_other_leblanc]

Miss Law, Miss Lupin, and Miss Leblanc walk into a bar-

They share Baileys, the bar explodes, hundreds are injured, and everyone goes home angry. The end. It's safer to just have whiskey. The last time Lupin was in charge of serving Bailey's we woke up in Mexico City. We'd check into a hotel in Chicago the night before.

[goldenglasses]

WELL YOU FOOLED ME! Pretending to be a {sexy} girl!

[deathsdoctorine]

Who's pretending? [And here she goes for the kill. That's right. She's going to place her hands on sides of her breasts and PUSH THEM UP a little to make a point.] These are real.