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sirenspull_logs2012-08-04 12:14 pm
maddeninghatter) wrote in sirenspull_logs2012-08-04 12:14 pm
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I know who I was when I got up this morning...
Who: Gilbert Nightray, Xerxes Break, Phancyhive denizens
When: Saturday, August 4
Where: Phantomhive-Trancy Estate
Summary: Bodyswap shenanigans
Warnings: None
BANG! BANG! BANG!
[ Having paid attention to the network and the news over the past few weeks, as well as directly witnessing Ahiru's experiences, Xerxes Break wasn't completely surprised to awaken this morning in a different body. ]
BANG! BANGBANG!
[ Tch! Gilbert's hands are so enormous. Break adored them, at first; but how does one actually accomplish anything with such fat fingers? Getting bullets properly loaded into their chambers is an unexpected challenge. ]
BANG! BANG!
[ Gilbert's height feels awkward; he's clumsy and slow. Yet Break can feel a sense of vigor that he hasn't experienced in years. He'd forgotten what it felt like. Youth. Health. Even taking a deep breath is a pleasure (despite Gilbert's idiotic habit of poisoning himself with cigarettes).
Oh. And… binocular vision. Yes, that.
Which is why Break is outside the Phantomhive-Trancy estate, at 7 o' clock in the morning, shooting his name (Gilbert's name, actually!) into the side of a garden retaining wall. Because he can. ]
When: Saturday, August 4
Where: Phantomhive-Trancy Estate
Summary: Bodyswap shenanigans
Warnings: None
BANG! BANG! BANG!
[ Having paid attention to the network and the news over the past few weeks, as well as directly witnessing Ahiru's experiences, Xerxes Break wasn't completely surprised to awaken this morning in a different body. ]
BANG! BANGBANG!
[ Tch! Gilbert's hands are so enormous. Break adored them, at first; but how does one actually accomplish anything with such fat fingers? Getting bullets properly loaded into their chambers is an unexpected challenge. ]
BANG! BANG!
[ Gilbert's height feels awkward; he's clumsy and slow. Yet Break can feel a sense of vigor that he hasn't experienced in years. He'd forgotten what it felt like. Youth. Health. Even taking a deep breath is a pleasure (despite Gilbert's idiotic habit of poisoning himself with cigarettes).
Oh. And… binocular vision. Yes, that.
Which is why Break is outside the Phantomhive-Trancy estate, at 7 o' clock in the morning, shooting his name (Gilbert's name, actually!) into the side of a garden retaining wall. Because he can. ]
1/3
He swallows back another nauseous wave of dizziness and rubs at his temples, fighting to remember where he's heard that name before. Lady Hattie...wasn't that the girl that Vincent had seen? He'd warned his brother about the dangers of modern women, and he'd explained that she was from a time that may have been even earlier than their own, as though that made things better.]
Proposed...I see... [He rubs his fingers into his head a little harder. Even talking is difficult, there's no way that he can--]