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[interchained]

Who: Gilbert Nightray and You!
When: 7/20-7/27
Where: Around Caissa
What: Gilbert's back after dying the dungeon and some changes ensue...
Rating: PG-13?? or worse

( Coming home )

[The moment he awakened outside the dungeon looking like this, the last thing Gilbert wanted to do was to wait for his teammates to see him. Well, to be fair, he didn't want anyone to see him before he'd find out how to turn back.

There's still hope that no one would recognize him, at least at first. Not with these long, black hair and different...proportions.

Actually, it doesn't change once he reaches Caissa, but it's way more difficult to remain unseen in the Hall of Glory than at any point of his journey. The long cloak that's draped over his body helps a little, especially the hood that covers his face once he takes a few steps inside, quite alerted about his surroundings. Maybe a bit too alerted, though...stumbling on a staircase and falling backward definitely wasn't a part of his plan, but there he is, sitting on the floor with his features revealed as he rubs his back.]

It hurt...ah?! Don't look at me!

( Library )

[After giving it a thought, Gil realizes that there's simply no way that there's no potion that would make him turn back. There are so many of them, after all...if there's really none, then his name isn't Nightray.

That's why, he's sitting in the library now, surrounded by various books on alchemy and charms. Either a potion or maybe even a spell should help, right? Right?! Looking through so many pages seems tedious, but his patience is going to be rewarded as soon as he reads the first letters on top of the page.

"Potion of Transmogrification, also known as the sex change potion..."

This looks quite promising, and even though it's not explained thoroughly on this page, the author redirects him to another one, page 516 to be exact.

Too bad that there's no page 516. Someone must've torn it sometime ago, much to Gilbert's dismay.]

Stop fucking messing with me!?

[Tightening his grip on the hardcover, he's ready to throw it through the window.]

( Baths )

[The middle of the night is the only appropriate time for a bath in this state, it seems. He has absolutely no idea how many Heroes have been residing here, but who would come to have a bath at a time like this? Possibly no one.

Oh, how wrong he was.

Gilbert's almost done with washing himself and is about to go out when he hears a noise coming out from the changing rooms. Maybe it's just a cat, not a person? Well, it wouldn't make things any better but...]

Who's there?!

[Did somebody follow him here?! It can't be...]

( Closed to Jiroutachi )

[Hoping that no one's inside their room, Gilbert opens the door slightly and takes a peek inside. Since it seemed to be quiet just a while ago, he takes a step inside and hurriedly closes the door. His coat is all he needs, really...this white hero uniform is the absolute worst. Going through his chest, he doesn't hear someone approaching the doors outside.

Well, as soon as his coat is put on, his business here is done, so he hurries back to press the handle and get out of here. Alas, when he's about to leave, the door slams open and Gilbert's expression goes blank.]

...oh, I must have gotten the room number wrong.

[This isn't going to work, Gilbert...]

( Closed to Shinoa )

Shopping?

[At that, Gilbert can't help raising his eyebrow. Alright, it's been a while since the transformation, but he doesn't believe that buying new clothes will be necessary.]

I think I'll pass. Besides, wouldn't it be inappropriate for me—

[It hasn't been a minute and he's already making excuses.]

Besides, I'm pretty sure that this is only temporary...I'll be fine with my old clothes.

[Expect they're a bit tight here and there...not to mention that he may have trouble breathing at times, but he's going to withstand this, yes.]

Comments

[sakeplz]

Do you need clothes? You could wear some of mine! My yukata will fit you and they're actually styled for women!

[He's completely serious. All those flowers and stuff you see him wearing? Not at all what men would normally wear, Gil.]

[interchained]

[The truth is he needs another clothes because the one's he's wearing now are too tight here and there. But it's not like he'd admit it, of course.] N-No, I'm fine! Wait, what did you say... [Here he was, unaware of the fact that Jirou's attire is in fact for women. Well, it does make sense, but—] Besides, what will you wear? [He probably doesn't have just one, but Gilbert's concerned nevertheless.]

[sakeplz]

...Gi-chan. You see me wearing different clothes every single day. Of course I have more than one yukata.

[Silly. He rolls his eyes fondly then goes to start looking through his trunk for one that will suit Gilbert the most.]

Would you like something with fewer designs on it?

[interchained]

[The problem is that to him they all look the same. Maybe that's why he's so stupefied when Jirou starts looking for a yukata for him.] I-I'm really fine with what I am wearing right now— [That's when an idea strikes him quite suddenly. If he wears one of those, nobody will recognize him, right?] F-Fewer designs and nothing too bright-colored...

[sakeplz]

[He fishes through until he finds one that is probably the most simplistic of all his. It still has patterns but at least Gilbert won't stand out like a sore thumb unless he does something to gain attention for himself.]

This should work! Come now, you'll have to take off your clothes so I can help you put this on right!

[interchained]

[Even though he's not saying anything, Gilbert's expression lightens up a bit when Jirou shows him the yukata he has chosen for him. Gilbert expected something flashy, but this...this isn't bad at all. If he only knew how to put it on or walk in it— Wait...] W-What?! No way! Are you asking a lady to take off her— [Oops. He didn't mean to say that, and yet...] Damn...this is the worst. [Because there's no other way. But he'll sure take his time taking off his clothes.]

[sakeplz]

...well you're not actually a lady even if you have these new parts.

[JUST SAYING.]

Is there a reason you're being so slow?

[interchained]

I know! But... [Save him from this hell.] ...I'm waiting for you to turn around. Shouldn't that be obvious?! [They're not going anywhere at this rate, gdi Gil.]

[sakeplz]

That's not going to help me dress you properly since you don't know how this goes on your body.

[SO STRIP AND LET YOUR HUSBAND DRESS YOU.]

[interchained]

Uh... [Jirou's only right, so...] AH, SCREW IT! [Rather than being slow as before, now he's stripping down frantically. Of course, he's probably going to regret this decision later, but if Jirou is going to see him naked anyway, maybe it's better to get it over with quick. PLEASE BE GENTLE, HUSBAND]

[sakeplz]

[That's much better! Good, wifey! Jirou smiles at him and goes to get the yukata on him, slipping it onto his arms first. Humming softly, he carefully wraps it so that way it's resting neatly on him and tucked just right for his slightly smaller frame.

With that, he starts to tie the sash around it. Yes he could put an obi on him but he has a feeling that Gil will probably be more comfortable like this instead.

When he's done, he smooths out any wrinkles then steps back.]

All done!

[interchained]

[If Jirou expected him to yell and squirm...well, he indeed squirms a little when Jirou is putting the kimono on him, but there's no yelling. However, maybe wrapping would be more accurate, but in the end, when Jirou's done, Gilbert...just takes a few steps forward.] This...isn't too bad. [He can even cover at least half of his face with the sleeve.] I mean—! I still prefer my clothes, but...no one will recognize me if I wear this.

[sakeplz]

You look nice in yukata. You should try wearing them when you have your body back! They're very comfy!

[Hence why he wears them all the time when he's not in uniform.]

[interchained]

Maybe...maybe I'll try. I don't know. [It's indeed comfortable, Gilbert can't argue with that.] What if I'm not going to get it back, though...

[sakeplz]

Gi-chan. Has any magical consequence ever lasted here?

[interchained]

W-Well... [Jirou has a point, but his nerves aren't to be calmed so easily.] No, but what if this one will last? I don't want it...I wish I wasn't such an idiot back in the dungeon...

[sakeplz]

[He reaches out and cups his face to look right into his eyes.]

It won't last.

[He laughs then.]

Until then I want to brush your hair!

[interchained]

I'm...I'm worried and you want to brush my hair?! [HUFF.] Unbelievable...but you can do it.

[sakeplz]

Well yes. Because it will feel good and because one of us has to be confident enough to believe that nothing bad is going to come of this.

[He smiles then encourages him to go sit down on the bed while he gets a comb of his.]

[interchained]

Uh...I guess it's a good thing I have you... [Wait. What did he just say?!] ...as a roommate, of course! That's what I meant!

[sakeplz]

You could say as a friend at least. That's more personal you know!