[RL - Hiding out with Philomel during Genderswap]

[halfdeimos_king]

Through the usual water portal he arrived, a certain phantom familiarity coming to him upon seeing Phil's house. Even though he hadn't really been raised there...

Damn these viruses! he broke away from the first chain of thought. They mess with your head and body. If I ever find out who's causing these..!

As Darc looked around, he couldn't help but be conscious of the weight of his new assets. There was a simple red cloth bound around his chest. It was crude, but it covered, though it did little in the way of support; he could feel a jiggling bounce with every step. That same bounce hit him once again as he began to walk toward the door of Phil's home. The king stopped upon remembering his friend's condition, and figured that going in the front would be pointless.

Then what should he hear but the sounds of loud splashing. The beach...that makes more sense.

He turned and began down the path to the beach. Just as it was coming into view, he called out "Phil! Is that you?"

Oh yes, he had almost forgotten how much he hated the sound of his new voice too.

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[dragon-scholar.livejournal.com]

"There are some in my room in the house," she said, titling her head and swaying it slightly, getting a binocular look at him. "I'm afraid that mine might be too...small, though one of Marta's may fit..." She trailed off, considering the dilemma, then gave her head a little shake.

"I must admit, I am starting to get tired of this," she said, draconic voice about as soft as she could make it. "I didn't mind so much before, when we had so much to learn, but it's been so long..."

[halfdeimos-king.livejournal.com]

((Sorry about the late response!))

"Too small? Are mine too big or something?" Darc tried to size them up visually. He guessed they were about as big as Camellia's. Then again, he never saw Camellia wearing a bra.

"If I knew how to undo your virus, I would..." he said to her sadly. "This doesn't seem like something Coleopt Froth or any magic I know can fix..."

[dragon-scholar.livejournal.com]

"Not too big," she said slowly, tail swishing through the sand, "merely...larger than mine were." Her head dipped low, sand flying in a cloud as she exhaled. "I...don't mind it, honestly. It's simply getting old, that's all." Her head cocked, eye focusing on him. "I do appreciate the thought, though."

[halfdeimos-king.livejournal.com]

He made a quiet huff beneath his breath and let go of his chest. "This virus won't last long, at least I hope not. There's no point in borrowing someone else's stuff for it. I guess this cloth will have to hold out until then."

"Well, once I turn back to normal, I'll ask the community if anyone can help you!" exclaimed Darc with determination.

[dragon-scholar.livejournal.com]

"We could ask Marta to give you an elastic bandage," she suggested. "I know she's got some, and I've used them as makeshift brassieres before. I'm sure that would suffice while you're effected."

If she could have smiled, she would have. "I think I would like that, Darc, thank you."

[halfdeimos-king.livejournal.com]

"An...elastic bandage?" asked Darc thoughtfully. "Does it really make that much difference? They get in the way, but I don't see how holding them up will stop that."

He nodded. "Then I'll do it. I won't go back on my word! You'll be back to normal soon."