7 Things to Fight For - Freaky Friday Edition. (Backdated)

[tofightfor]

[A. 2235 Stevens Road]


[Another day another.... Wait. The sun isn't coming in the window like normal. Dammit. Did that stupid drone screw up how she'd set things up again? An annoyed groan will slip out as her arm comes up so that the crook of her elbow can cover her eyes and wait... what? She doesn't... Completely sound like her and that arm wrapping around her eyes doesn't feel... Right.

Something's wrong. Quickly, Fang's shifting, throwing her legs over the side of the bed to see... Why is her skin not tan? And... And why do her legs seem so short?

Normally this would be the moment where Fang darts out of bed and heads for a mirror if it weren't for the fact that she nearly trips over her own two feet.

However, once she does get to that mirror she's shocked. It doesn't take Fang long to rip through the room, finding something, ANYTHING, to wear and, with a better feel on movement, she's zipping out of the house and into the street. Only then will she take a moment, glancing around quickly, obviously on high alert as she attempts to figure out just WHAT THE HELL is going on here. Do you dare approach the guarded looking girl?]



[B. Phone]



The 'ell is goin' on 'ere!?! [The pronunciation will definitely ring of a certain non-aussie, but the actual accent is awkward and somewhat lost, making the words sound pretty strange at best.]




[C. The Park]


[Yup, there's one rather unhappy and somewhat guarded looking little raven haired chick venturing around. She seems to be looking for someone at least though, maybe you can help her find them?]

Comments

It's ok! This past week was crazy for me.

[tofightfor]

[This will cause Fang to give pause.]

Can't say I've eva' 'ad t'deal with wings before, probably not gonna be much 'elp. [She's eyeing those wings though, like she's trying to figure them out.]

It's been that way for me too, haha. I've been off my game. @_@

[walking_nukebird]

[Putting a hand to the side of her head.]

I don't think many people have ...

[A beat passes while "Utsuho" takes note of that accent.]

So, um—were you hit by all this crazy body switching business too?

Well, that happens. I hope it's getting better for your own sake. :)

[tofightfor]

[Fang certainly can't say she knows many!]

Seems I 'ave been, yea.

Trying, at least! XD BTW, Gat tagged back on the other thread with Fang.

[walking_nukebird]

Jeez, I wonder how many people didn't get switched around. I haven't met anyone today who wasn't! Though one guy I know said his housemates weren't affected ...

[tofightfor]

'aven't met one yet. [A pause.]

Oh yea? Wonder why they got outta it.

[walking_nukebird]

["Utsuho" shrugs with "her" wings, as if they were another pair of arms. When "she" does so, the interior of "her" cape is more readily visible—as is the view of deep space within it.]

If there was a way to've gotten out of this, I wish I knew. But ... I dunno, I've never seen the town offer people the choice. It just happens at random, it seems ...

[tofightfor]

[That'll earn the quirking of a brow. The shrugging wings and the odd cape that is.]

Mm, 'afta keep a look out, maybe see if there's sum way around it.

[walking_nukebird]

If not, well ... this can't last longer than a week. I hope. I don't want to be stuck like this ...

[tofightfor]

[Yeah, the look on 'Xion's face sure makes it seem like she's none too thrilled with that idea either.]

Betta' not.

[walking_nukebird]

["Utsuho" folds one of her wings and stretches the other out and backwards, much like somebody on the fully-avian end of the scale might do.]

So, uh ... Who am I speaking to anyway? Anyone I know?

[tofightfor]

Fang, teacher at the high school an' you are?

[walking_nukebird]

Huh. Guess not ...

Er—I'm Balin Wilbur. I'm a soldier and ... actually a guy, not a chick.

["Utsuho" fidgets again. Balin is not going to feel comfortable like this any time soon.]