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∞ 59: Crimson guise [voice]

...Sheesh. I don't need all this yelling when I'm trying to catch a nap.

Look, it's obvious that there's an experiment going on. Just deal with it. It'll be over with in a week.

If it really matters, it's also obvious that people are turning into things that they despise.

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[In house 42, there's a teenager lying on the couch. Bored. And probably trying to take a nap again.]

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[Hahaha. Nice. He smirks a little bit.]

I could get used to this.

[It's good that Raine didn't hear that part.

After a few minutes, there may be some sounds coming from the kitchen; a chair scraping, a gasp, and something thudding to the ground.]

[Ugh. That didn't sound good. Did that mean he had to get up?

...

Okay, fine. Let's get up and head to the kitchen.]

You okay over there?

[There is no answer to that just yet. When he gets to the kitchen he will find an overturned chair, with Raine partially pinned under and squirming slightly to get out of, a bit disoriented by the suddenness of the change.

She also seems to have lost some clothing to the verge of nearly being indecent... and then there's the fact that her legs ... don't seem to be legs anymore, instead replaced with a rather long and green nearly fishlike ... tail.]

Ugh, what was...

[No kidding "lost some clothing to the verge of ~~nearly being~~ indecent." Albert whistles lowly from his place at the doorway.]

Well, will you look at that.

[What. Raine attempts to get more of her bearings, trying to get that chair off, finally managing to squirm out from under it. She still hasn't taken note of Caesar!Albert either.]

I... -- what? Ugh. It got me as well.

But what is this...

[Flop like a fish! Flop like a fish!]

It looks like a fishtail, Professor Raine.

[She just... squirms, before trying to use the overturned chair as a means to pull herself up. Before flopping, kind of. She's not feeling all that great either. Covering up properly hasn't even occurred to her just yet given the tail distraction.]

A fish--

This is utterly ridiculous.

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You're telling me. What am I supposed to do, carry you to the bathroom? [He stands there with his arms akimbo, somewhere between amused and interested.]

[She glares at him. Well, Attempts to. All that attempting to get up finally made one thing clear, and she crosses her arms over her breasts instead.]

I don't see the point to this.

[Ohohoho. If looks could kill, right, Raine?]

A deep, psychological hatred for all things sexy under the sea? [Total sarcasm, especially since he's never seen a mermaid before.]

[More glares, but one can't smack someone if they can't get up from the floor.]

Don't be ridiculous. What am I supposed to do like this?

Flop like a fish, naturally. [He steadily makes his way over.] And discard more clothing, I guess.

[She gives a slight frustrated wiggle, the tips of the tail twitching.]

I suppose if there isn't anything more to it than that... ugh. How useless.

So what do you think? Half an hour? Maybe an hour? I bet you'll start drying out pretty fast.

... What?

How long it'll take before you need to be in water again, of course.

... Need? Why would I ... [She wiggles rather uselessly] I can't just stay out like this? It would be inconvenient just laying around, but ...

[Denial, denial, denial, but she does look rather panicked at that prospect.]

You're part fish, Professor. Something tells me you're gonna need to be in water at some point.

[But he does take notice of that panic.]

Surely that's just... I can't just dry out, that's -- that's ridiculous, you're just -- don't tease like that, it's not funny at all.

Do I look like I'm teas--

--ing...?

[He blinks, then shakes his head a few times. That was disorienting.]

... [Well. That was disorienting to watch. She blinks.] ... that's... are you all right?

[Albert looks down at himself, a little surprised by what had just happened.]

I'm ... fine. [Wow. Wow. His brain is still catching up and reprocessing all of the things he had said in that other form. So this would be one of those experiments where they revert back and forth between forms?

But let's process the situation at hand. Again.] ...You're a mermaid, Professor. Mermaids, if myths are to be believed, do need water to live in.

[Him changing back and putting the topic back to the original one have combined for a rather distressing set of thoughts.]

I can't just go live in water. If this is something that -- I -- no.

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