tearmeanewone | DOUZE + [Action/Video]

[Action] - Locked to Infinite + Gai

[The morning of April 9th brings excitement to House 36. Elizabeth wakes up, feeling maybe a little heavier than she usually does, but after a quick mental assessment brushes it off as nothing more than a desire to stay warm in bed, next to Gai.]

[She pulls brown hair out of her face to check the clock. Well, 8:36AM, it's probably time to get up and make some coffee for the house. A good minute is spent debating rolling over onto Gai and going back to sleep (interspersed with wondering how she got so twisted up in her nightgown--it feels like it's choking her now).]

[In the end, chores win out, but Elizabeth isn't going to completely deny herself. She stretches up and nuzzles up under Gai's jaw and kisses him there.]

Good morn--

[That was significantly lower than her voice usually is.]

[After that bit of fun, Elizabeth comes stumbling awkwardly out of her room--there's a man in Elizabeth's nightgown standing in the hallway and looking horrified.]

Roberrrrt!!

[Booker must never know. Which is clearly why she's screaming for Robert in the middle of the hall. But what could she do? The last thing she needed was Rosalind's thoughts on how to be a man, Booker would probably take one look at her and start drinking.]

[Video]

[The feed starts up, and at least Elizabeth is no longer in a nightgown, but she looks just as panicked.]

No, this isn't a mistake in your journal, it's really me-- [She brings her thimble-covered pinky into the frame and rotates it.] --Elizabeth! But I'm-- I'm a man now!

[Blunt and to the point. She's too freaked out to dance around the problem and break it delicately though.] What do I do?! I don't know how to be a man, I've spent twenty one years being a woman!

[And the best way to learn how to function as a male is to ask the network. Good job, Elizabeth.]

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Be glad. He's not as close-minded as some people can be.

I must say I was quite shocked at how far we'd devolved on a social level after leaving St. Clair's. People used to be quite open to new things, unafraid of taking chances and stretching as far as needed. Now they hate anything that doesn't suit them. It's a shame.

[Well when Walter puts it that way, Elizabeth feels a little terrible for suggesting that Gai should show a little more distress at her transformation. That idea of hating things that didn't fit into a very specific ideal reminds her of Columbia, and she's quiet for a moment as she takes that in.]

I wasn't hoping he'd completely reject and hate me the way I am now. I just don't feel right like this. I miss my actual body, I liked it the way it was.

Well, that's quite normal. No one enjoys waking up with more or less appendages than when they went to bed.

But really, being a man isn't so hard. Other than the zipper thing. I'd beware of that.

[That actually coaxes a laugh out of her.] I think that I'll enjoy waking up with less whenever this wears off, but I agree with the general point.

...there are pants without zippers, aren't there? Button flys... or don't they make pants with the stretching waistband for men too?

Buttons are a pain. I don't mind them on shirts, but when you have to pee, you don't want to be standing there unbuttoning yourself. Oh I suppose that's something I should mention:

It's rude to stare when another man is peeing, no matter how impressive they are. People get cross.

...men stare at other men while-- whayt? [That's a cross between a 'why' and a 'what', because Elizabeth can't imagine a more invasive and creepy thing.]

How is that even possible, though? Like, they stare when other men are urinating in the street or something?

[~~Fun fact: Elizabeth never follows Booker into a men's bathroom.~~]

Why would men urinate in the streets? I'd most certainly get yelled at if I did that.

I mean at the urinals. It isn't like we have much separating us aside from basic modesty.

Which means, I suppose, you had best stay away from public restrooms.

When they don't have another choice, I guess? [That was the trend she had observed in Finkton, at least.]

Wait... there aren't any stalls in a men's bathroom?

Oh I am not going into a public men's room! I didn't even go into abandoned ones with Booker! Not happening!

They could at least have decency and go into a bush.

And there are, but most men pee at the urinals. It's just more comfortable that way.

But you may have to, my boy. You don't want to wet yourself in public, do you?

How is it more comfortable when anybody could be indecently staring at you? However impressive or-- or unimpressive you might be? Isn't privacy better?

[Men and their peeing habits are clearly a science.]

A-and don't call me a boy, I'm Elizabeth. I'm still a woman even if I'm not... a woman right now. [It made sense before it left her mouth.] And I guess I'll just have to stay home until this is fixed!

Because it's understood that people won't be. You wouldn't stare at another woman, would you?

And you can't stay home all the time. At the very least come out so I can get a look at you.

Of course not! But it's impossible to do that, we have stalls!

And why would you want to get a look at me? What's to see?

You've obviously never been to Southeast Asia. Ha! Now there is a wonderful place.

And to study you, of course. To understand what put you into this state.

What?! Oh no, no I'm not getting studied. It's a shift, just a shift!

But these shifts form the basis of how and why we are here! If the Mal-- our captors are studying this, then shouldn't we?

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