11th--[Action] ...not-so tiny today! [Event]

[then_there_were_none]

[Outside 1766 Beaver Street]

["Seras" has gotten up rather late today. Partially because someone else usually swings by to pick her up for school earlier in the day, and mostly because "Seras" wasn't Seras at all. She was Flandre, and had centuries of the sleeping habits of being a nocturnal creature.

After wandering around the house, staring at herself in the mirror and then pointedly avoiding all reflective surfaces and wondering why everything was so small, she has gone outside to the lawn and...flops over onto her back in the grass.]

...I forgot what it's like without any wings at all.

[She has a rather un-Seras-like French accent.]

This is annoying.

[And just like all those years and years had wound back and she was human again. The world seemed quieter, the clouds less distinct--and when she held her hand up, there were no claws on her fingers like there should have been.

Noticeably absent is the collective panic attack much of Mayfield seems to be suffering lately. But, after all--Flandre believed this all was just one long, strange dream. What was one more odd thing to dream about?]

Comments

[then_there_were_none]

I...think so. It's like I can't hear things now, or see them right.

[And this form feels slightly sluggish, but that may be the fact that she's not used to being three times her usual size.]

[badladyscramble]

Coincidence? I don't really think so anyway... I'm sure you'd be much cuter, Flan.

[then_there_were_none]

[Flandre can't help giggling.]

Oh, well...does Remi really think so?

[Sorry, Seras.]

[badladyscramble]

Of course~ You're my sister after all.

[not_so_great_wall]

You mean your senses are dulled? [ Taking a good long look in Flandre's new eyes. ] I hope this is temporary...

[then_there_were_none]

I...think so, yes.

[...holy shit she is NOT used to being almost at eye level with Meiling. At all.

So she's just going to lean away a bit. A lot of a bit.]

[not_so_great_wall]

[ She actually moves an arm behind to support Flandre, just in case she leans too far. ] Whoa, careful there!

[ Meiling then looks toward the house. ] Do you know who else lives here?

[then_there_were_none]

[That pressure on her back makes her stop before she falls, at least.]

No...or, I don't remember. One of those.

[not_so_great_wall]

I guess it won't matter for a day. Nothing says you have to stay here, right? [ And if it did — tough! ]

Do you want to get something to eat? I can make you lunch back at our house and then I'll go looking for the others.

[then_there_were_none]

[STANDING BACK UP OF HER OWN VOLITION NOW.]

Oh, oh, that would be nice!

A rare opportunity for Flandre and Okuu to interact! ... Sorta!

[walking_nukebird]

["Utsuho's" walking by on "her" way to Downtown. "Her" gait is unsteady, and she's mostly looking down at her chest. "Her" chest ... seems to be looking back up at her, if that eye is any indication.]

[Until it swivels to look over at "Seras."]

[That makes "Utsuho" look up and over as well.]

Huh—?

OSNAP

[then_there_were_none]

[...was something looking at h--holy shit something was looking at her.]

--what?

[...she never learned the whole STARING IS RUDE thing and she can't just...not now with that flaming grapefruit apparently challenging her to a staring contest.]

AW YEAH

[walking_nukebird]

[Looking over at "Seras."]

[Then down to "her" chest.]

[Then over to "Seras."]

[Then down at "her" chest.]

[Sadly, Seras does not have Okuu's chest. But if she stopped using Nosferatu powers and switched to Yatagarasu—]

Um ... Don't mind the eye. It kinda does what it wants.

[then_there_were_none]

[BUT IT DOESN'T WORK THAT WAY]

Why is there an eye in your chest?

[walking_nukebird]

Well ... The real owner of this body, she swallowed the corpse of a divine crow.

And some of its body parts wound up as a part of hers, I guess.

[then_there_were_none]

[...right then.]

Can you even see out of it when it's down there? What do you see?

[walking_nukebird]

["Utsuho" shakes "her" head.]

I can't. The, um ... the divine crow is alive in here. So it's the one looking at you, with that eye.

[then_there_were_none]

[SUDDENLY

Getting up and...walking to the other side of the yard without breaking eye contact. Then:]

--it's following me!

[It sure is Flan.]

[walking_nukebird]

[Them boobs be oglin' you, Seras.]

I can't tell it to stop! There must be something about you it finds interestng; I dunno what it sees.

[not_so_great_wall]

Okay then, let's go! [ Up, up, and aw--

No, down, down. ] Oh. Right. No flying. [ Hrm. She looks Flandre up and down. ] I guess we could walk?

[then_there_were_none]

[--hey wait up I DON'T UNDERSTAND]

Did they take your flying away, Meiling?

[She's starting to bristle a little bit.]

[not_so_great_wall]

Eheh, no, not mine. [ Pointing at Flandre. ] I guess I could carry you.

[then_there_were_none]

It's because I'm a vampire, isn't it?

[And thus has like quadruple weaknesses to sunlight.]

...or I would be, if I wasn't like this today, but still!

[IF ONLY SHE KNEW she might actually get the hilarious irony here.]

[walking_nukebird]

I dunno maybe—wait. You're a vampire?

[DAMN THIS IS LIKE THE FOURTH ONE BALIN'S MET.]

[then_there_were_none]

I'm supposed to be, but I'm all squishy now.

[...l-lol]