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 big part of it is that! But even when he'd been turned into a regular human, he still felt more connected to the sun than he does now. He's not really sure how to explain it.]

It feels... dark. Shadowy? [He makes a bunch of wavy, nonsensical hand motions for emphasis. Because those will totally help.]

[...Yeah, they don't. But that's okay, Argilla will just take it literally instead. Because his outfit is pretty dark at the moment.]

You could change clothes.

[Blinking, he looks down. He is wearing a lot of black...

And when he looks back up, he's staring at her like she's the smartest person he's ever met.]

I'll do that. [Later, of course.]

[o-oh.

Those red eyes that should actually probably be terrifying give off innocence. And it makes her smile, glad to have helped him.]

Excellent.

I'm... Argilla, by the way.

[There's the happy face! Man, between smiling and the new clothes idea, that is like two awesome victories in a row.]

Chibiterasu. [It's so great to meet you!]

[Right, Rinoa mentioned that! It's pretty great to meet him too, though she wishes she had known about him.

That's okay, though.]

And you live with her?

[A shake of the head.] I live with my mom. [And an afterthought-] Amaterasu.

Who do you live with?

[His mom... ah. With a similar name and all. That sounds pleasant, living with family.]

I live with my comrades, the Embryon. We are many, but Serph is our leader.

[...Who recently came back to the bubble! She is super, duper happy about that ;;]

[Living in a big house full of friends, huh?]

Sounds fun! [He bets you guys fight over table scraps and the tv remote and stuff all the time.]

[H-Hahaha, sure, we can go with that. She supposes it is "fun," though in the past, she's never seen it as anything more than necessary.]

It can be.

But... where is your mother now? Will she worry?

[As the look of surprise on his face might confirm, he'd never even thought about it. If he's been switched around, it's entirely possible that she was too! It had kind of slipped his mind in the advent of having thumbs and playing musical instruments.

The answer to her seconds question is one he knows for sure.] She won't worry.

[...Musical instruments would be a fantastic distraction, true. She hadn't expected the look of surprise-- though on further reflection, it isn't surprising after all that he might not know where she is.

His answer to her second question, though...]

... You're certain about that?

[He spoke with such conviction.]

Mom trusts me. [Trusts him to take care of himself, etc etc. She wouldn't have sent him on his own journey at such a young age if she hadn't thought he could handle it!]

[...Point. Not that she knows about his journey, but she smiles nonetheless, because trust is quite good to have.]

I see.

[She wonders if having a mother and father is similar to having a tribe, or other family that cares for you. But unfortunately, she'll never know how it feels...]

What about your mom?

[Because obliviously difficult questions are a child's specialty.]

[...Yes, it seems that way.

Her expression falters a bit, as she considers lying to him; but she probably doesn't even know enough to do that. So she shakes her head gently...hesitating a bit before admitting it in full.]

I don't have one.

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