Hei (Li Shenshung) (
mortemscintilla) wrote in
poly_chromatic2013-05-20 08:26 pm
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♦ ♦ 25TH CONTRACT
... This is pathetic.
How the hell am I supposed to go out like this? I can't even cross the street without getting strange looks.
It's like I'm a frea - gjrjzarg
[ The device jolts into video-mode as it clatters to the floor -- facedown. There are sounds of scuffle offscreen. Glasses smashing. A man's startled yell -- aborted by a thud. Then: a female voice -- one of those smoky contralto registers. Any other time, it'd sound attractive. ]
[ Right now? It's just frigorific. ]
Back off. I'm armed. You're not. Consider this in detail.
[ Guess who got genderswapped while visiting the Underground? Ask Hei about his day. He dares you. ]
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two_zero_one. Please keep in mind that unless you've interacted with Hei -- not Li -- the grumpy lady will be hard to recognize. Replies will be sloooow, so backtags are a joy<3 ]
How the hell am I supposed to go out like this? I can't even cross the street without getting strange looks.
It's like I'm a frea - gjrjzarg
[ The device jolts into video-mode as it clatters to the floor -- facedown. There are sounds of scuffle offscreen. Glasses smashing. A man's startled yell -- aborted by a thud. Then: a female voice -- one of those smoky contralto registers. Any other time, it'd sound attractive. ]
[ Right now? It's just frigorific. ]
Back off. I'm armed. You're not. Consider this in detail.
[ Guess who got genderswapped while visiting the Underground? Ask Hei about his day. He dares you. ]
[ Options for Run-Ins: ]
[ Home: He'll be in the bathroom -- trying to settle to the new body. His hair falls in choppy hanks around his scowling face. There's a dark pile of snipped-off locks in the wastebin, and a box of bandaids overturned in the sink. He rubs at the steamy mirror with his palms, smearing the glass, breathing slowly around words even he doesn't immediately register as cursing. ]
[ Out and About: No plum-red lips. No hair-flips. No swivel-hips. He emerges from a clothing store in nondescript clothes -- baggy blue jeans, a plaid flannel shirt and a hooded-down parka in dull brown. Smaller boots rub at his heels and toes through ugly socks. Inspecting himself in a store window, he wrinkles up his nose and scowls. Ugh. ]
[ Move along, gentlemen. Nothing sweet or kittenish about this little number. There's an unwomanly directness in those eyes. Stay the hell away. ]
[ Out and About: No plum-red lips. No hair-flips. No swivel-hips. He emerges from a clothing store in nondescript clothes -- baggy blue jeans, a plaid flannel shirt and a hooded-down parka in dull brown. Smaller boots rub at his heels and toes through ugly socks. Inspecting himself in a store window, he wrinkles up his nose and scowls. Ugh. ]
[ Move along, gentlemen. Nothing sweet or kittenish about this little number. There's an unwomanly directness in those eyes. Stay the hell away. ]
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