DOUZE + [Action/Video]

[tearmeanewone]

[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.]



((OOC: All replies will be coming from tearmeadudeone!))

Comments

[relictusdeus]

There are things of greater interest that a woman possesses.

[He answers in his sing-song drawl. What he fancies the most is not exclusive to them.]

I find there is more to enjoy from the latter… should the mood strike me. [And it does so very often in this dry spell. The castle might have been far from the haven he had imagined it to be when he had spent several nights shivering and hidden in the darker corners of the woods, but he had been offered sparse but comfortable accommodations, food, and flesh as he grew in rank and he rather missed the easy access to the latter. Even if he knew no good thing to come without a catch. And though the novelty of it all had worn off quickly and the pleasures of stringless sex grew hollow and dim, it had still meant something to him. Touching and being touched without some bloody struggle. Being acknowledged; being needed. If only for the thrill and the protection he could offer the succubi and incubi for a little while.]

[tearmeadudeone]

If there are, Gai hasn't told me what they are yet. [She laughs, starting to feel better about her current predicament.]

Ah, so you'd prefer to flirt with a man, even if he's disingenuous. I suppose that's fair enough.

[relictusdeus]

[Oh yes, Gai - the fellow who had watched him closely when he had swayed and whirled across the dance floor with her.] Dear me. Has he not shown you either? [What a tragedy; he heaves a sigh suggesting as much.]

[And then, turning his attention to the latter-most remarks:]

Well. I would prefer to take a man... [He inhales slowly through his nose as if savouring the thought] but, one's sex matters less to me when I am of a mind to flirt. Why ever would I limit my own enjoyment?

[tearmeadudeone]

Well, wait, maybe he has... [Elizabeth does feel the need to defend Gai: he's her fiance and he's done many wonderful things for her, all without any cause for disappointment.] I just don't know what you're thinking of right now.

[But Isaac's got a very good point. Elizabeth thinks on it for a moment, and sighs. Her turn to sound disappointed.] I don't think I could ever flirt with another woman. It just seems like I would embarrass myself. You're lucky you can flirt with both, Isaac.

[relictusdeus]

[Glancing sideways at the screen:]

Good fortune has nothing to do with it. [His tone is cool, leaving little if any room for contradiction. And rare is it when luck is on his side, that much more so where flirting and making any sort of headway is concerned. He has never heard of humans so fiercely devoted to their loved ones that they cannot seem to bear to entertain the idea of taking another to bed unless it's a thought induced by shifts. No one seems dissatisfied and left wanting but himself.] You alone hold yourself back.