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Things were pretty quiet in the church today. Giriko sat on the front stoop, a small forest of bottles around him, some empty and some full, and a half-full one between his knees. The air was comfortable, today, not too warm or cold, and the sky was blue and cloudless. Possibly a hot day to come, but for now the real heat hadn't yet hit.

Giriko had no idea that his life was about to go sideways.

Date: 2011-03-29 02:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seechainsaw.livejournal.com
Giriko had no doubt it would happen soon. Justin had said nothing about this yesterday, so if the mark was there now it had to be a warning of something imminent.

"Maybe...maybe I can slow it down," he said, turning to head back into the church in long strides. "I gotta body I can use, and this body is fucked anyway. I've been planning to change it soon as it is. I'll switch and you see if that changes anythin'."

Date: 2011-03-29 03:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gospelofclown.livejournal.com
Justin followed, taking similarly long strides. "Where in the hell have you been keeping a body?" He couldn't quite keep that note of horror out of his voice - because really, where had been Giriko been stashing a body all this time - but he hoped it would somehow work. It might not do anything to his soul, but maybe if the body died it would be fine, and the spell would be happy with that.

Date: 2011-03-29 05:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seechainsaw.livejournal.com
Giriko grunted softly and led Justin through the church and down into the basement, down further, into the crypt. There was BREW, sitting in its place there, and beside it a coffin.

"Here," he said sourly, and shoved at the lid, which opened reluctantly.

As if carved in wax, the nude body lay completely still. It was Giriko.

Except it was a chick.

Date: 2011-03-29 04:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gospelofclown.livejournal.com
It was an odd sight. Weirdly enough Giriko - or Giriko's new, female body - looked basically the same as he did now, only slightly more dead-looking. And in all frankness, it bothered him. "And how are you going to switch bodies to it? ...Her."

Date: 2011-03-29 05:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seechainsaw.livejournal.com
"Same way I've done it a coupla hundred other times," Giriko growled, eyeing the body with distaste. "Fuck... I didn't wanna do this, though. It's the only one I've got, and I aged it up with BREW just in case, but I was hopin' to find a boy."

He pointed to the door. "Get out for a bit, Justin."

Date: 2011-03-29 07:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gospelofclown.livejournal.com
Justin didn't argue. He wasn't a hundred percent sure he wanted to know how exactly Giriko's ability worked, and he wasn't sure he wanted that to change.

So he left the room without fuss, waiting patiently outside the door for Giriko to come out.

Date: 2011-03-29 08:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seechainsaw.livejournal.com
It didn't take very long. Soon the door swung open and Giriko emerged, dressed in the same jeans and shirt as before - no bra, and they were both too big for him, er, her.

She glared at Justin, hands on curvaceous hips. The male body lay sprawled as if dead on the floor behind her. Later, when she had a minute, she'd turn it into a golem, probably.

"If you fuckin' laugh, I'll tear your nuts off." He gathered his hair up and wrapped a little bit of chain around it, making it into a messy ponytail that stuck up in all directions.

Date: 2011-03-30 12:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gospelofclown.livejournal.com
"Why would I laugh?" Justin made it sound just as cutting with his tone as usual, but he honestly couldn't think of a reason to laugh. Maybe it was just the change, but he - she, Justin mentally corrected; he was going to need to get used to that - seemed so much more menacing like this.

He stared at Giriko, peering through to his soul to see if the plan worked. With a slight sigh, he realized there was absolutely no change, and Giriko was going to be pissed. "You soul wasn't affected by the change at all."

Date: 2011-03-30 05:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seechainsaw.livejournal.com
Giriko was mollified by the reaction - not just Justin pretending he didn't find it funny, but that really he didn't seem to find it funny at all.

He endured the stare with a little nervousness, but sagged slightly at Justin's pronouncement.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" he yelled at the ceiling, his fists clenched tightly.

Date: 2011-03-31 01:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gospelofclown.livejournal.com
Justin stepped back in shock. He was expecting Giriko to not take that well, but he wasn't entirely prepare for the yelling. "Be quiet," he hissed irritably. "I'd rather not have Noah overhear us right now."

Though he rather visibly deflated not too long after. "Now what?" Because there had to be a next step, there just had to be.

Date: 2011-03-31 02:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seechainsaw.livejournal.com
The now-female Giriko hunched his shoulders and shut up, looking sullen and upset, but obedient. That in itself might strike Justin as odd, but she was clinging to whatever might save her life right about now, and right now, that was Justin.

She wrapped her arms around herself. "Waht the fuck am I gonna do now?" she hissed softly. "I..." She paused, biting her lip, and looked off to one side, towards where Kid's cell was. "D'you think Shibusen could do something...?"

Date: 2011-03-31 03:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gospelofclown.livejournal.com
Justin gingerly placed a hand on Giriko's shoulder in what he hoped would be a comforting way. He didn't know if Shibusen would have any more luck than they were having, but it certainly was worth a shot. Especially considering that Noah killing them for taking Kid back home was hardly their biggest concern at this point.

"They might be able to. Dr. Stein can be very resourceful when he's forced to do something."

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