Walter Delques (
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caughtinanetwork2012-09-16 01:03 pm
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[When Walter wakes on this fine Monday morning, he rouses at the pink ceiling and jolts upright into a sitting position. The lack of hair over his right side yet presence of even bangs alerts him. A quick look down reveals nightwear that is not his. Among . . . other things. The shirt hangs a bit, for the lack of a better phrase.
To his right, a flower headband greets him. Next to it, a pink StarFish Communicator lies innocently. Picking it up, he locates the user ID, then sees a dim reflection of himself from the screen.
Impossible. No, rather -- it must be Lamufao. Does Thalassino have anything to do with it?
How dare they.
It is true that, decorative elements notwithstanding, the architecture of the room strongly resembles a unit in Phasma Apartments. He climbs out of bed; standing, he finds himself remarkably short compared to what he's used to, and the sudden change is a little disorienting.
First things first: if he's in this body, then, surely . . . ]
( action for Tidus )
[Good morning, Tidus. How are you in Walter's body? Let it be of note that his apartment is incredibly bare besides the random assortment of flowers everywhere, so it's not very exciting. If Tidus isn't awake now, the harsh rapping on the door might stir him. Should he answer the door, a petite girl standing at 5'1" in pajamas will greet him with a frown.
After that encounter, using Shirley's communicator . . . ]
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. . . Hes.
[If she is indeed the only other Ferines in Vatheon, Shirley should be the only one to understand: "curse." On top of using her voice, if very flatly, he means to draw her out. She's not in his body, so he has no other place to begin. He can't summon his teriques like this to do the roaming for him.]
To his right, a flower headband greets him. Next to it, a pink StarFish Communicator lies innocently. Picking it up, he locates the user ID, then sees a dim reflection of himself from the screen.
Impossible. No, rather -- it must be Lamufao. Does Thalassino have anything to do with it?
How dare they.
It is true that, decorative elements notwithstanding, the architecture of the room strongly resembles a unit in Phasma Apartments. He climbs out of bed; standing, he finds himself remarkably short compared to what he's used to, and the sudden change is a little disorienting.
First things first: if he's in this body, then, surely . . . ]
( action for Tidus )
[Good morning, Tidus. How are you in Walter's body? Let it be of note that his apartment is incredibly bare besides the random assortment of flowers everywhere, so it's not very exciting. If Tidus isn't awake now, the harsh rapping on the door might stir him. Should he answer the door, a petite girl standing at 5'1" in pajamas will greet him with a frown.
After that encounter, using Shirley's communicator . . . ]
( audio )
. . . Hes.
[If she is indeed the only other Ferines in Vatheon, Shirley should be the only one to understand: "curse." On top of using her voice, if very flatly, he means to draw her out. She's not in his body, so he has no other place to begin. He can't summon his teriques like this to do the roaming for him.]

[Voice]
Walter...we need to figure this out. I'm not sure we can survive like this for week.
[Voice]
And no. No, they can't, because some Orerines is inhabiting his body and he does not belong in this one. This is blasphemous in so many ways, and he can't be bothered to count them.]
Where are you?
[Voice]
Right now? I'm in the Plaza trying to see if there's anything we can do about this situation. [And damage control]
Should I meet you there?
[Voice]
But did she just tell him to come meet her outside when he's stuck in her pajamas? Surely, she can't be telling him to dress her?]
The plaza? The apartments should be more ideal for a meeting like this.
[Voice]
And she is assuming that he was already dressed! But she couldn't help but wonder...]
I don't mind meeting in the apartments either. I figured it would be the easiest place to meet up! [And stop brawls]
I'll meet you in a bit! [Also was it just her or did it hurt to smile?]
[Action]
At any rate, she seems to understand, so Walter lays the communicator down and stands around in the room, waiting for Shirley to "return." He leaves the door unlocked, contemplating if he's ever met or seen the owner of the voice she's using.
Still, this is a situation that should have never happened. This is the worst way to begin the day.]
[Action]
Walter? Are you there?
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Merines!
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[Well, this was something new. Shirley just stared at herself for a couple of seconds. How surreal was this? Anyway, after staring, Shirley just continued]
Um...do you need help changing into you...my clothes?
[Action]
. . . it's the logical and practical thing to let Shirley dress her own body, but Walter looks a little alarmed regardless. Potentially go out? Like this?]
Do you mean leave the apartment in your body, Merines?
[Action]
Yes, I do. I don't think it would be good idea to stay in one place for the entire week. And besides, we might get a better idea on how to return to our bodies if we do go out.
[Action]
Walter follows "Shirley" with his gaze to her clothes. She's right, as much as he doesn't want to do that; staying in this one apartment for the entire week would be ridiculous. Unpractical. Though, avoiding people in Vatheon isn't too hard a task to pull off . . . ]
If this is a curse, it should end within the week . . .
[Action]
She shook her head as she continued to look through her clothes. The idea of dressing up 'Walter' seemed kind of fun now]
That doesn't mean you should be staying in the apartment the entire time. But if you're feeling that uncomfortable, I can always just bring you food here. [But...but...dressing up...]
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I'm coming!
[He freezes. His voice was never that deep sounding before. Not that he wouldn't have minded a deep sounding voice. That's when he notices his overall balance is off. It just feels different. He slowly looks down, then back up, stunned for a few nearly a minutebefore he yells once. Slowly, he edges for the door before he finally opens it. He isn't sure who to expect, and he keeps hoping he might be wrong.]
Yeah...?
[Action]
Looking cross, he demands flatly,]
Who are you?
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You mean you don't know...?
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Resting a hand on his -- her side, he cuts to the chase.]
That body is mine.
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What do you expect me to do about it? You can come in. Make yourself at home.
[Action]
He maneuvers past himself -- he's taking this remarkably well -- and heads to the bare bedroom to retrieve his SFC. With it in his possession, he whips around to face . . . himself. He could demand not to touch anything, except there's nothing to vandalize in the obviously neglected unit.]
You still haven't answered. Who are you?
[Action]
[Tidus doesn't bother to answer Walter at first, looking around. This guy really needed to work on his decorating, not that he had any room to talk.]
Is it weird being a girl? I guess I should be grateful. We're not too different...though it's still really weird. I think I should be asking you that. I'd kind of like to know whose body I'm in.
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My name is Walter.
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Do you know where my body is?
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