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moonstrualcycle) wrote2019-02-27 10:30 pm
no running in the halls!
[hot off the presses, this one, horrendous new clothes and all. wherever it is in the DR's apartment building that Lea's chosen to roost, that's where Isa's getting yeeted catapulted, quite literally. at least it had the decency to drop her outside the apartment, right? enjoy the distinct sound of someone colliding hard with the wall next to the door and crumpling into a groaning mess on the floor. there's sand on her shoes, and a familiar frisbee came with her, dropped a short distance from where she landed. knock knock, Lea.]

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[ She's gonna move over to get another selfie with Isa, especially since she's noticed the sugary fairy dust sparkles. Here's hoping Isa doesn't spot them in the camera. ]
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[this day of absurdity is catching up with her, clearly. instead of just shutting down, her usual filter that would keep her from being horny and/or sulky is gone. she doesn't spot the sparkles, mostly because she's too distracted by the feathers she can see in Lea's hair. gonna just... tweak one, gently.]
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That felt super weird.
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Good, it serves you right.
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[ She's brandishing her tentacle arm like a weapon. ]
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Are you okay?
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[ Partly at Isa, to get a response, and partly at the goat head. She makes a face at it that's very done with ur shit, then inhales deeply, scratchily, and... blows a puff of her own smoke at the head. Establish dominance, that's what u do. ]
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We have to leave this room immediately.
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Let's go then.
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[whatever her previous reaction was is gone now and has been replaced by stony disgruntlement. it's still not actual anger or freaking out, at least.]
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[ She's going to set remaining bottles she was holding down and then calmly back out of the room. She wants to keep an eye on Isa, you see. ]
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[she's just grumbling now, don't mind her. why did she have to get all supernatural stuff when all Lea got was feathers and a squid arm? why u do me like this, dressing room, you're not making a good impression so far. she'll follow Lea out of the room.]
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[ After walking out the door nothing much seems to happen, at least at first. A couple feathers fall to the ground with Lea's movements, but with the length of the tentacles it's hard to tell if they're retracting or unchanged at all. ]
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That's better, and no bloodshed was needed.
[sadly.]
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Gross.
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Yes. Time for a closet with clothes in it, everything I'm wearing has rips and fairy dust now.
[she sees you and now knows why you were so interested in taking pictures of her, Lea. B| ]
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Wasn't that my shirt?
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Yeah. I hope you weren't too attached to it.
[god, even her underwear has a rip in it from the tail. this is stupid. B( ]
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[ No she wasn't attached to it at all. She dusts herself off with the hand-hand and then heads for a closet closer to her room. This has been a lot of adventure. ]
What're you after? It's harder to find specific clothes than it is to find specific weird rooms, if you can believe it.
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[also greyscale, but she's not conscious of that preference yet. the formative years for developing a personal image sort of got cut short.]
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[ Totally doable. Here you go, let's say they've been walking and the closet is right at this intersection of halls. Lea's gonna open the door (both hands are now hands again) and now Isa can see why it's called the dressing room. Clothes for daaays. ]
apologies for the link spam, i came prepared
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Find anything good?
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