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Where: Ryohei's room
When: During the genderswap event
Rating: PG maybe?
Summary: Ryohei and Hibari try to be "feminine".
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Ryohei was slowly getting used to her altered anatomy. Having a sister had helped in that area. He knew enough about girl's clothes and had seen his sister do her hair enough times that he wasn't totally lost. The altered center of gravity and some loss of muscle mass was going to take some getting used to, as was boxing with her breasts in the way, but she was confident (when is she ever not confident?) that it would be easy enough.

For now though, she was avoiding any training. Her master had taught her that sometimes, resting the body was what was best for it, to keep it in optimum condition, and it made sense to her that not pushing herself too soon after so many physical changes would be best for her in the long run.

Ryohei has never been that good at keeping still, though, or at staying in one place. School had only been manageable because she knew that she needed to do her best to the extreme, get good grades, and graduate. Sitting around in her room while she waited for her body to adjust was much harder, and so she had been finding ways to entertain herself.

Presently, she is seated on the floor in her room at to a low table, painting her fingernails different colors (bright, glaring ones, naturally). There are at least a dozen bottles of nail polish in front of her, and she is experimenting with different color combinations.

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With Seimei having a pronounced lack motivation to do anything other than read and sit in the same spot all day, Hibari was bored. While most people seemed to forget they were mad at her in light of their new sexual organs and an abundance of over ripe breasts, she still felt more comfortable keeping a low profile. There was only so many times she could clean a gun or play "will this annoy Seimei?" in a day, though.

So, looking for something more entertaining to do than scroll through the network and peer at scenes that would have Girls Gone Wild vying for the distribution rights, Hibari goes up to Ryohei's door and knocks.

Ryohei doesn't get up to get the door, instead, she just yells for Hibari to come in. Because even as a girl, Ryohei has volume control problems.

She grins when she sees who it is. "Hibari!"

"Nn."

Eloquent as ever, Hibari closed the door behind herself and walked over to her friend. She's still in the Namimori girl's uniform (http://pics.livejournal.com/hi_blog/pic/00010t0w). It's only proper, after all.

As she nears Ryohei she sits on her heals beside her, eying her current craft. Nail polish. Huh.

"Since when do you paint your nails?"

Ryohei holds out her hand to look at her nails from a distance. Naturally, her hands and forearms are still wrapped. It's an...odd look, to say the least, but Ryohei is blithely unaware of it.

"I never have before. But I was extremely bored and I thought it'd be fun for a little while."

She looks over at Hibari.

"Want to try?"

"Is it actually fun?"

Hibari looked at her own nails. They were clean and cut short. Not much of a canvas.

"Not as fun as boxing"--because nothing could possibly be as fun as boxing--"but the colors are nice, and it passes the time!"

She looks at Hibari's nails, then tilts her head to look at Hibari's feet instead.

"What about your toenails? I could paint them for you."

Those were the magic words: ____ for you. That hardly ever got boring.

Hibari nodded and slipped off her socks and sat down with Ryohei, watching her pain her fingernails, working out the method. Yellow? Really, Ryohei? Why not just color it in with a highlighter?

Edited 2010-02-02 14:11 (UTC)

Yellow is the most extreme color, because it is the color of sun flames. Obviously.

Ryohei finishes her fingers and then blows on them, trying to get them to dry faster.

"What color d'you want?"

"If it's on my feet, does it really matter?" she thinks about that for a second then amends that statement. "Not green or yellow. That would look like a fungal infection."

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Ryohei nodded and shifted the bottles before pulling two forward to the edge of the table. One is a dark, vibrant purple, and the other is a much paler shade of purple.

She pushes the sleeves of her sweatshirt up to her elbows and shifts onto her knees.

"Here, put your foot on top of my thigh." She pats her leg to demonstrate where.

Hibari does, picking up one of the unused bottles and looking at it.

"Who names these? Marigold Sunday? That's not a color." She picks up another. "Mean Green? Electric Blue-galoo? These are terrible."

She smiles as she starts to paint Hibari's toes with a dark purple base coat. Trust Hibari to find something to be annoyed about.

"I think they're funny."

Trust Ryohei to think stupid things are funny.

"Nn."

Hibari wiggles her toes. Because that will make Ryohei's job easier.

"Oi oi, keep 'em still or they'll get messy."

Despite Hibari's oh-so-helpful toe wiggling, Ryohei finishes up the base coat quickly and then reaches for the bottle of pale purple polish. With the tip of her tongue poking out of her mouth in concentration, she begins to paint small, light purple clouds onto Hibari's toenails.

Cloud guardian toes for the cloud guardian. Cute.

"Kind of looks like I've got blood pooling under the nail."

Ryohei pouts at her and then blows her bangs out of her eyes.

"I think they look good to the extreme."

Really, it doesn't take much skill to paint clouds.

Hibari nods. She thinks it's rather nice too.

"No one will see them if I wear socks and shoes, though."

"Yeah, but that's okay. 'Cause you'll know they're there."

Besides, Seimei would probably make fun of them.

"Do mine, too, okay?"

Hibari nods and picks out the bright orange--tangerine express?--and paints Ryohei's toes. She makes little suns in that stupid highlighter yellow on the big toes -_-

Ryohei watches Hibari work, but stops her before she can make suns on her second foot.

"Hey, Hibari, can you paint a kangaroo?" She smiles at her friend. Come on. You can't deny this face.

"No."

Hibari puts the yellow down and starts looking for a tan or brown to make one with though ~_~ She finds a suitable color and makes a rather awkward blob shape that might look like a kangaroo if kangaroos were blobular. She tries to fix it with a little black eyeball and red boxing gloves on the front paws like on the stuffed one on the bed.

Stuffed animals make for pretty bad visual references.

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Ryohei is pleased with it though. When Hibari finishes, she pulls her leg close and leans forward to get a better look.

Wiggling her toes, she smiles up at Hibari again.

"Thanks to the extreme, Hibari!"

"Nn. How long does it take for this stuff to dry?"

"Not that long." She laughs. "Are you bored already?"

"No, watching paint dry has always been a fascinating pastime."

She wiggles her toes and looks around the room. "Well, the stuffed animal isn't considered gay anymore."

"Hahaha, that's mean, Hibari!" She doesn't sound that upset, though. "It was am extreme gift from you, after all. Probably the best one ever."

"Got me out of a stern talking to from a lizard." She lays back on the floor, looking at the ceiling. "I hate that lizard. And that sheep faced lady who gave me that busted telescope thing."

"It was busted?" She hadn't looked through it. She props one elbow on the table and leans her head on her hand, watching Hibari contemplatively. "Well, it was free. I didn't mind the sheep-lady so much, though. She was pretty nice. And the present she gave me was pretty extreme."

She isn't wearing the wrist band right now--she didn't want to get nail polish on it. It's sitting on the windowsill next to the kangaroo.

"May as well be. Just shows the solar system. That got boring after about an hour."

Hibari stretches. If it weren't so cold outside she'd rather like to lounge on the roof and watch the clouds roll by.

"How long do you think until things go back to normal and people keep their shirts on?"

"Well it's supposed to help you not be so proud, right? So it's extremely showing you that you're not so big and important, I guess."

She toys with a bottle of nail polish.

"Probably pretty soon. It can't be that exciting for long."

"I already know I'm not so big and important. It's making sure everyone else doesn't figure that out that I have to worry about."

She cocks her head at Hibari. "Isn't that the part you're supposed to be avoiding?"

Edited 2010-02-02 16:42 (UTC)

"If it is, I've done a pretty bad job of it already. Maybe next year."

"I'm extremely not sure you were ever very committed to that resolution."

"I'm selective in its application."

Hibari rolls over on her belly, kicking her legs in the air lazily. Unintentional pantie shot but hurrah for standard white cotton.

"Are you doing extremely well with yours?

That sounds just like Hibari. And if Ryohei had been able to hack Hibari's earlier network post, she would not be EXTREMELY glad that Hibari is wearing anything under her skirt at all. As it is, she doesn't really notice.

"I was for a little while. But then some things happened, and it hasn't been so easy."

For someone who does everything to the extreme, balancing emotions really isn't an intuitive venture.

"Dying'll do that."

Hibari looks over at Ryohei.

"You heard that I got him, right?"

Ryohei blinks at her and sits up straighter, eyes wide. "Got him? Did you kill him?"

"No, but I put a big hole in him and pissed off England. Best you stay out of it but at least you know what's going on."

Ryohei nods slowly and fidgets, pulling her sleeves down over her hands. After a moment, she flops down on the floor next to Hibari, laying on her back.

"I helped kill someone."

Hibari isn't sure she heard that correctly and eyes Ryohei for a minute.

"Who?"

"That girl who went crazy and was killing people a week ago."

Hibari nods. Hard not to hear about stuff like that.

"For the best."

"I guess so...."

She's still feeling less than extreme about it, though. For several moments she doesn't say anything at all, and then she raises one fist in the air in front of her.

"I extremely want to go home!"

And not back to the future where she came from. She wants to go home, to her own time, when everything is normal--or as normal as things ever get. As positive as she generally is about her current situation and how easily she takes it in stride normally, she hates how helpless she is to change any of it.

Hibari looks at her and leans over and kisses her cheek.

"Everyone wants to go home. Shut up."

Ryohei blinks and turns her face to look at Hibari. Then she sighs and her hand falls back down at her side. For once, she speaks quietly.

"I know."

It's less that she wants to go home and more that she wants things to be normal again. Which really, includes the events at home, too.

Edited 2010-02-03 02:16 (UTC)

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