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[partnerinheels]

[Whatever witty retort she was going to muster for the first comment was ignored in favor of the second.]

What happened?

[Given her own horrible changes and what type of monster they made him, Sheva now has a sickening feeling in her stomach.]

[anotheroldsoldier]

A lot.

[The answer is vague, and there's a pause before he follows up. A fairly lengthy pause. He's trying to figure out the words.]

Pretty sure the changing part is over for me, at least.

[partnerinheels]

[She doesn't know she's holding her breath until she exhales suddenly to sharply replace the air in her lungs.]

Shit. I'm sorry.

[What else could she say? Hell, she's terrified she'll hurt him by reacting poorly, because spiders.]

I also stole good booze.

[anotheroldsoldier]

Not your fault. Believe me. This was a foregone conclusion.

Normally I'd be all for that, but I'm not sure you wanna see me in person right now. It's a lot to take in, compared to the eyes.

[partnerinheels]

Honestly, when is a good time for that? Like, a burlesque show where you shimmy one leg at a time into view to some old school music?

Or, you could twerk.

The least I can do is guarantee that I've seen worse and promise not to reach for my weapon.

[anotheroldsoldier]

You know, I've gotten pretty good at forgetting I'm old, and then I read words like 'twerk' with my own six eyes.

I'm really not sure if you've seen worse. If you really want to chance the nightmares, you can come by, though. I can't

I don't feel like leaving just yet. Everything's still a little. Soft and freshly-molted.

[partnerinheels]

Have I shown you twerking yet? It involves a bounty of butt shaking. Must look interesting in 7-D.

I've seen a dog split open four ways like a fucking flower with teeth all along the inside. It then tried to eat me, and not in a fun way.

What's another nightmare to the pile? It will take some getting used to, yes, but I'm not going anywhere over some changes in appearance.

[She almost typed 'packaging' instead, but that's a topic she's not going to broach anytime soon.]

In other news, I'm still growing that tail without fur.
I look like one of those naked cats, only darker.

[anotheroldsoldier]

I'm horrified and fascinated.

By both of these things.

[Modern dancing is just one of those things he doesn't quite Get, and- well the other thing sounds horrifying no matter what.]

Hey, I'm sure it's not that bad. That's got to be cold, though, in this weather.

[partnerinheels]

You’re getting a demonstration. Of the twerking, not the dog.

It could be worse, but I already hate the cold and a tail-sweater is not an option. I’d stuff it in my pants to keep it warm, but you know the type I like to wear... Which leads me to another mystery: men wearing skinny jeans. Just, how?

[anotheroldsoldier]

Alright, but you don't get to make fun when I inevitably make a 'kids these days' comment.

Girls wore leg-warmers in the 80s. Why not a tail warmer? I'll learn to knit you one.

[partnerinheels]

Opening the door to elderly jokes. Bring it mister.

I’m both horrified and intrigued. I’m still holding out for proper fur.

Prepare yourself for matching leg warmers then. How is your temperature regulation?