caughtinanetwork | Ninth promise; closed action with later video post

Chibi was not, and likely never will be an early riser. Or an energetic riser. Or an any-number-of-other-words-that-start-with-the-letter-E riser.

The morning of the body swap is no different.

He awakens, stalwartly refusing to open his eyes past a narrow sliver. Blurriness of vision and the presence of extra warmth suggests to him that he's curled up against someone else. He easily shrugs off any surprise that might bring- since his momma came back, he's had a habit of sleepwalking into her room and snuggling up with her in the night. He presses closer, thinking that if she's still asleep, she surely won't begrudge him a few more minutes.

Rinoa-as-Johnny is used to the comfort and warmth of someone - in her case, a dog - snuggling up next to her. Angelo did it all the time back home, so she doesn’t think anything of it at first either. It’s not until she begins to wake up enough to realize that Angelo isn’t in Vatheon with her, so no one should be in her bed to begin with. She opens her eyes, blinking the sleepiness away before looking down to see who her companion was.

Oh, hey, isn’t that Sola?

...

The noise that follows is quite the shriek.

Some time later...

[When the feed turns on, one very annoyed looking pretty boy vampire can be seen scowling at the SFC. It’s a usual departure from “Johnny’s” usual cheery demeanor. But what “he” has to say next will likely explain why.]

This is a curse, isn’t it?

[“He” sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. There’s a grimace when a particularly awful sound emanates from somewhere in the background. To the trained ear, it’s the sound of someone butchering the notes on an ocarina. “Johnny” continues to ignore it, for now.]

Whatever is going on, let’s get something straight: I am not Johnny Rayflo. I’m Rinoa Heartilly, or I’m supposed to be, anyway. Since I’m in Johnny’s body, I’m assuming he’s in mine. Johnny, if you hear this, contact me ASAP. I think we have a few things to discuss.

[More horrible noises in the background. Finally unable to take it any longer, Rinoa turns around and beckons to someone to cut it out. She moves the SFC camera so it points at the musically challenged one. Some may recognize the body as belonging Sola.]

Oh, and that’s not Sola. That’s Chibiterasu. So Sola, if you can hear this, too…. Uh, I guess try to contact us, if you can? [She imagines the paws will make it difficult.] Or get over here, if it’s easier. I’m sure Chibi can help you out or at least give you pointers.

Anyway, right. Curses last a week…ish? That’s not too bad, right? It’s not permanent, anyway. And since I’m guessing this is happening to a lot of people, including my friends, if you guys wouldn’t mind telling me whose body you’re in for the week, that would help.

Chibi would probably appreciate it, too, right? [She looks over at him for confirmation.]

Arf! [Yes ladies and gentlemen, he really did just bark.]

Uh, Chibi, I’m pretty sure you could talk, being in Sola’s body and all...

But anyway, um, good luck everyone? [She has no idea what else to say. This was going to be an awful week for pretty much everyone.]

((ooc: Rinoa-as-Johnny's replies will come from

sparkly_one and Chibi-as-Sola's replies will come from

shadestuck))

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[A ball of awkward. And confusion.]

Uh... the senses are like, hyperactive. It's like I can see dust particles. It's weird. And Chibi playing the ocarina is giving me a headache.

[Temple rub. Ugh, she's hoping she'll get used to this, and quickly.]

Hungry? A little bit. Wh-

[...oh.]

You drink blood, right?

Yeah...sorry...it'll get better after a little while.

[He looks away, both embarrassed and a bit ashamed. He didn't like talking about this, but he knew he had to, for her sake.]

Yeah...um, there are blood packs in the fridge. Just ask Minea for help and she'll prepare it so it's most useful to you.

[A sigh.]

The problem is that blood packs aren't enough. It's what's called 'stale blood' because it's not straight from a person's body, so drinking it doesn't help in the long run and you'll still crave fresh blood.

That's where the issue with the senses comes in...you're going to hear people's heart beats like they're drums and hear and smell the blood in their veins and, trust me, even if the thought isn't all that appealing, you'll want it. You might not notice it now, with only So-...Chibi there, but you will when you go out.

If I could get you fresh blood, this wouldn't be a problem...but, considering, I don't think that'll be possible..

[Luckily Rinoa is pale as is in Johnny's body. Otherwise, she'd be looking very shocked and white right now.]

That's why?

[She looks over at Chibi, trying to listen for it. Then again, he's still playing the ocarina, so it's hard to hear anything, let alone concentrate.]

How do I get the fresh blood, then? And... how often?

[He shook his head. Why did this have to be so complicated?]

You would need to drink from someone. Just once would be enough to last out the curse.

[He wouldn't even deem it a problem except he didn't want to put Rinoa through the hunger pangs and the desires that came with them. She wasn't used to them like he was, and even he didn't like the sensations.

He would just offer himself, but that could be dangerous for her...plus, sh would be drinking her own blood...]

....Oh.

[This was not going to be fun. Resting her head in her hands, she contemplates how to go about this. Someone's going to get hurt, there's no doubt of that. But she can at least determine how and when.]

Is there anyone who'd be... okay with that? I mean, what do you usually do?

[He pauses. He didn't like telling people, mainly because he just didn't like that it was the truth.]

Usually...I drink from Otoha. But, if he's affected by this curse too...

[He couldn't ask someone in Otoha's body to endure that, and he couldn't ask Otoha to do that in someone else's body.]

There's... one option, but it's up to you.

You could drink from me. I'm used to the feeling...and it wouldn't leave a mark if you licked it afterwords, so no worries on scarring your own skin.

But...you'd be drinking your own blood...and if you lost control...I don't suppose you have anti-vampire powers that could help?

I... think he is. Someone replied saying he was Otoha but in someone else's body.

[Drink from her body? A creepy and startling thought, but really, it did make the most sense. After all, it was technically her body she was drinking from, to help sustain Johnny's body.]

Lose control...? [What is bloodlust?] Well, um, nothing specifically anti-vampire, but my sorceress powers are pretty strong. They can be tricky to control, but if you really needed to get me to stop, one strong blast isn't hard to do, and it'd knock me back a good distance.

Alright...well, that could work. It's up to you. Gives you a chance to find out what you taste like, hmm?

[He smiles, a small attempt at humor.]

There's a possibility that you'd loose control while eating and, potentially, drink...well, everything. Whether or not the thought is appealing, I can promise it'll taste good.

Do people have different tastes to their blood?

[...oh man. She doesn't want to kill Johnny... in her body. Yeah, not good.]

If that's the case, then I can teach you how to at least harness my powers a bit before we do this, so in case that happens, you can knock me back. The magic won't damage your body or anything.

Just as different people have different smells. It's like a rainbow for the senses, if I'm being honest.

But, that sounds good. I'm not too worried about myself, I just want to know if you'll be okay.

I think so? It's kind of unnerving, and I don't like knowing I could lose control. [It rather reminds her of being possessed in some ways. This whole body switching crap reminded her of it, really.] But I can do it.

So, um, is there anything else I should know about?

Okay..[He's just worried for you. Especially since he knows there's not much he can do about any of this.]

Well...you can fly? And you can make clothes and make blood-dolls. However, those things aren't likely to happen if you don't want them to.

That's it for powers. Don't go up to the island during the day, don't touch anything silver, and avoid garlic. The last one won't kill you, but it's like having a really bad allergy. Oh, also, you don't really need to breath if you don't want to.

[It's really weird to have to describe all of this.]

I could turn into a bat? [She remembers when he came over to help her with her wound. That sounds kind of fun, if not a little weird...]

... [Being a vampire is pain, isn't it?] So no sun, silver, or garlic. Okay. And no need to-

[Wait, what?

Blinking in confusion, Rinoa holds her breath, waiting to see how long she could go. She waits. And then waits some more. It's almost a solid five minutes gone by before she finally realizes that, holy crap, she doesn't really need to breathe.]

Weird. But kind of cool! You could swim and walk underwater all you want!

[Okay, that makes him laugh. If you're not freaking out, he won't freak out.]

Yeah~ Yeah~ But, be careful~ You'll still get all prune-y.

If you want to fly, just try imagining yourself dissolving into bats and let it come naturally. It should, pretty much, be muscle-memory at this point.

So I just have to imagine it? Huh. Okay...

[That can't be too hard, right? She can picture that, letting her body just dissolve and bats forming in its place...

and suddenly there are bats all over because HOLY SHIT HOW DOES SHE DO BATS?]

[ DJSHKFJH Oh my gosh, Rinoa, not inside, you'll run into the walls or break something!]

Ah! Be careful!

Edited 2012-09-21 18:00 (UTC)

[Swooping and flapping and crap everywhere. How does she turn back?!]

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