y'all know what this is for....

[fourteen]

Who: EVERYONE
What: SHENANIGANS
When: ANY OLD TIME (between Jan 24 and Jan 30 anyhoot)
Where: EVERYWHERE
Summary: Everyone becomes that which they love, covet, adore, or otherwise desire, and it ends exceptionally well for every single person involved. Hooray!
Rating: Who even knows. Anywhere from G to R, I would suppose.

No cut for this -- this is a MASS INTERACTION POST for the You Are What You Love event! For those of you who don't want to have to post up actual entries in your characters' journals (though you are of course still free to do that), this is the place to be all week if you just want to toss out random shenanigans! (Or more serious shenanigans. Or whatever brand of shenanigans you prefer, really.) There's no real need to state your date/location in the subject line of your tag, but you may feel free to do so!

Please threadjack like bosses, and above all, have fun! ♥

Comments

[iamnotrem.livejournal.com]

It is. I can still hardly believe that's me that's really looking back.

[mamasurgeon.livejournal.com]

I don't know, your coat really screams, 'hello, I'm Vash'! Shall we get you to the clothing store?

[iamnotrem.livejournal.com]

I... guess so. [You can make him go in. You can't get him to undress.]

[mamasurgeon.livejournal.com]

Well come on!

[iamnotrem.livejournal.com]

O-okay. [Following a bit nervously. No, really, there could be some kind of baddy just waiting to jump them in there! It has NOTHING to do with possibly having to see his adopted mother's body naked or anything like that!]

[mamasurgeon.livejournal.com]

Hey, Vash? Could you tell me about her? If you don't mind, I'd like to know.

[iamnotrem.livejournal.com]

I guess. [He laughs and rubs the back of his neck.] But... I don't know if I'd know where to start really. She was very, very kind.

[mamasurgeon.livejournal.com]

You must have loved her very much.

[iamnotrem.livejournal.com]

I did love her. She was very important to me.

[mamasurgeon.livejournal.com]

I'm sure she was a great woman. What did she do for a living?

[iamnotrem.livejournal.com]

[A pause.] She took care of people. She kept them safe.

[mamasurgeon.livejournal.com]

My mom did something like that too.

[iamnotrem.livejournal.com]

She did? What did she do?

[mamasurgeon.livejournal.com]

My mom was a surgeon. My dad, too. They worked together, and saved peoples lives in the Ishbalan war.

[iamnotrem.livejournal.com]

[The past tense words don't escape him. After all, he had been using them too.] They sound like great people. Taking care of people like that.

[mamasurgeon.livejournal.com]

I'm really proud of them.

Here we are.

[iamnotrem.livejournal.com]

Yeah... here we are. [Stepping in and then not moving. Does he really have to look at the girl's clothing?]

[mamasurgeon.livejournal.com]

[iamnotrem.livejournal.com]

Or... you know. If we don't... that's okay too.

[mamasurgeon.livejournal.com]

Vash? Is there something wrong?

[iamnotrem.livejournal.com]

I uh... well, you see... it's just...





I don't want to get undressed.

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[mamasurgeon.livejournal.com]

Don't want to see her like that, right?

[mamasurgeon.livejournal.com]

I could dress you, if you're that uncomfortable.

[iamnotrem.livejournal.com]

That... might work? I guess... if I really have to. [Oh man, this is so strange.] It just feels wrong to look at Rem like that even if it's me, not her. But it's her body... my body? [He groans.]